I *have*, however, told a number of celebrities to fuck off. These include (but are not limited to) Jack Dee and Jools Holland. I’m not sure that counts as “meeting” them, per-se.

I also sat next to Joan Rivers in a New York restaurant and endured several hours of almost constant swearing throughout the meal. It was hilarious, but, again, this probably doesn’t count as meeting since I never actually spoke to her.

Decided to give Formspring a go. I will answer most questions but if you want to insult me then please do it to my face.

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I can’t say that I was ever a fan of Boyzone, I’ve never been into boy bands, but I always did have a huge amount of respect for Stephen Gately himself. He came out in 1999 in the The Sun newspaper stating “I’m gay and I’m in love,”. This was a tremendously brave act and established him as a supremely positive role model for young gay people. Many gay stars remain “in the closet” for fear of their sexuality damaging their careers, but Stephen refused to accept that as a risk. Indeed, Louis Walsh, the manager of Boyzone, was unaware of Gately’s sexuality when he selected him for the band and has said that, had he known, he would have thought twice before picking him, citing that “it wasn’t cool then to have a gay guy in a band”.

The postmortem is expected on Tuesday.

It’s a terrible, terrible shame. Rest in peace, Stephen.

Update 17/10/2009: The postmortem returned a verdict of death by natural causes (fluid on the lungs). However, the vile Jan Moir of the Daily Mail disagrees, which has provoked extraordinary outrage. The funeral took place today.

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I spent Friday night in the Village and saw the opening events on the main stage before spending a couple of hours flyering for Manfest, an event that took place on Sunday run by a friend. I didn’t stay out late on Friday because I needed to be up on time on Saturday to prepare for the parade, with the Manfest float. The weather just about held off for the parade, which is good because the parade is hard work enough without having to deal with rain at the same time.

The parade is a wonderful event. It brings thousands of people from all around in to Manchester to line the streets. It truly is the highlight of the Manchester calendar, nothing else comes close to it. Manchester Pride as a whole is the single most important annual event for Manchester, since it’s not just about promoting and supporting the LGBT community but also Manchester as a whole, which is why it’s so heavily supported by the city council and the Greater Manchester Police.

On Saturday evening I took a break from the festivities and met an old friend from university in Spinningfields for a drink before succumbing to the exhaustion of the day, meaning that I didn’t get to do Federation‘s University Challenge this year.

I didn’t do much on Sunday save for a mooch about the Village marketplace and lifestyle exhibition. I bought another leather cuff from Rebel Dogg who have a stall at Pride every year. Their products are beautiful and almost collector’s items; I intend to buy one every year from now on.

On Sunday evening I helped set up Manfest but I was unable to attend the event itself, unfortunately, because I was knackered again, but I understand that it went off very well. It was held at Satan’s Hollow next door to Cruz 101, which is normally a straight rock club and it’s a fabulous venue. The dark and spooky theming inside is outstanding, I’ve only seen better in Disneyland. A lot of money and creativity has clearly been put into it.

I got up at a decent hour on Monday and see some of the fantastic live acts on the main stage. The sun came out and it was actually quite warm for a while before the clouds came back. On Monday evening I attended the Candlelit Vigil in Sackville Park, which I like to do every year because it’s a very touching event and I love the feeling of togetherness that it creates.

I had some nosh and a few drinks in the Village after the vigil and then went over to AXM for Sugarpops (a cabaret show) before turning in at about 3.00am. Walking back home through the village was quite surreal, everything was being packed up, with various lorries and machines scurrying everywhere, yet still there were people out on the streets drinking and enjoying themselves despite the rain.

By Tuesday morning when I went back in to the Village on the way to somewhere, everything was back to normal and it was as if it had never happened. Back to reality for another year. Almost overnight it has become autumn and the world feels like a completely different place. Nevertheless, it’ll all happen all over again next year :)

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I think it’s pretty obvious what killed him*. The stress put upon him by the upcoming 50 concerts in London must have been immense. What he should have done was stick to the original ten, and not go on to quintuple the number of dates. Whether he did this because he wanted to, or because he was under pressure from his promoters, fans or creditors, is another question of course. He quite clearly took on too much at a time when his health, both physical and mental, was questionable at best.

It’s hard to deny Jackson his accolade of music genius, despite his eccentricities. Love him or hate him as a person, he produced some quite outstanding music, entertaining millions for decades. He used his fortune to push the boundaries of entertainment, often to his financial detriment, and it’s people like him who force real progress in what is possible, even if it doesn’t turn a profit.

Very cynical people, of course, will suggest that he’s actually not dead at all. He was a very eccentric man, capable of almost anything, as we’ve seen many times over the years, so it’s not completely inconceivable. It goes without saying that, dead or alive, he will do very well financially out of this event, in terms both music/memorabilia sales and insurance. But even I’m not that much of a cynic, if I’m honest.

So rest in peace, Michael Jackson. I wasn’t your biggest fan by a long shot, but I’m genuinely saddened by your death and I think the world will be a poorer place without you.

* Update: Media reports are suggesting that his death may be due to an overdose of prescription drugs. Jackson’s doctor is apparently “missing”. The coroner’s report won’t be out for a number of weeks.

Update 24/08/2009: Turns out he was murdered with a lethal dose of an anesthetic. The scandal fallout will make Diana look like a cake competition cheating incident.

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Kanya King, the CEO of the Mobo Awards, read out the names of all of the children under the age of 16 who had been murdered in the UK this year.

“Guns and knives have killed too many of our young people, especially our boys,” she told the hushed audience.

Cry me a river. It’s thanks in part to “music of black origin” that these kids obtain guns and shoot them at each other in the first place. Rap “artists” constantly bang on about their guns and their violence and their money and their “hos”, making obscene videos to accompany their “music” showing them dripping in cash and surrounded by glamorous women and stating that violence and “respect” were the means by which they obtained such trappings. They are hideous role models and it’s frankly small wonder that gun violence is so rife amongst the young black community.

Get your own house in order before making sentimental speeches like that, please.

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So during my six days of doing jack shit last week I was delighted to find using the power of Google that not only is there a whole Transport Tycoon community out there, but that there are two open source projects that allow me to play the enhanced “Deluxe” version of the original Transport Tycoon, and there’s actually a successor game to it, written by the original author Chris Sawyer, called Locomotion.

Locomotion is on order (for £4.99, I might add), and so in the meantime I’ve been trying out the two ways of playing good old Transport Tycoon, TTDPatch and OpenTTD.

TTDPatch takes the original game executables and patches them so that they will first of all work with Windows XP, but also corrects bugs left in the original game and adds many new useful features that should have really either been in the original release itself or that are just nice to have. It’s fast and it’s stable but it has a couple of shortcomings over OpenTTD, most notably its inability to support larger screen resolutions (although this is apparently under development) and the lack of some labour saving tools.

OpenTTD is apparently ground-up rewrite of the original game code that makes use of the original graphics and sounds, although Wikipedia claims that it was only made possible by a disassembly of the original game binaries, which brings its legality into question, since the original binaries were a closed source commercial product. That notwithstanding, it’s undergone much of the same improvements as TTDPatch, except it handles all screen resolutions and includes some very handy labour saving tools.

This would be my game of choice were it not for the fact that you can’t upgrade railway tracks to monorail and maglev tracks (when they become available) because, unlike TTDPatch, the upgrade tool does not upgrade the locomotives and the rolling stock at the same time. You have to do it manually, which involves parking each train, selling it, converting the depot, then recreating the train and all its orders, and when you’ve got 100 odd trains that is a very long, boring and tedious task which I am simply not willing to undertake. TTDPatch has a magic code that does it all for you, instantly, although it’s technically a cheat.

Nonetheless, both are sterling, admirable and above all successful efforts to bring a much loved game back to life. I shall be playing it for a long time to come, and because it’s an old game it runs perfectly fine on my laptop without slowing down or hammering the battery, so I can play it at home in front of the telly and it’ll be perfect for long flights and other bouts of boredom when I’m away from my desk.

And since Chris won’t let me have a real trainset, he’s perfectly happy to let me play with a virtual one until my heart’s content :)

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