So, onwards with a unstructured, blog that lacks sustenance.
So a few weeks ago I went to go see Tim Vine (The almost bald guy on not going out) at my local theatre/stage/thing. I was thoroughly disappointed. What I thought at first would be a stand up performance featuring the one liners he's so famous for turned out to be a 'chat show' where he brought people out from the audience to tell their funny stories/moments. This as expected was not funny at all. I will give him credit where credits due, he did try his best to make their stories marginally humorous and managed to pick it up a little at the end by doing some of his weird songs. Still, I managed to come out feeling as though my life would not have been changed an inch if I hadn't gone to see him.
These are what I like to call unfulfilled promises. Well. Only in a slight way for Tim Vine (I did say this was unstructured!) It's like buying a really nice perfume in a tall box, only to find a short tiny bottle inside. Getting hyped up by film critics and friends about the latest film and coming out of it thinking it's 'all right'. I swear, I need to lower my expectations when it comes to the media and production lines.
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