we wish you a tacky christmas

ok so what we have here is a failure to communicate. actually what we have here is a very lazy attempt at a blip (but a shamelss plug to anyone who can tell me which movie the original quote is from)

so this has not been a good weekend for sport from my point of view. stayed up to watch the fight at 4am only for it to all run about 40 mins late but by that time of the morning does it really matter. anyway the hitman tried but to no avail. he never really looked like worrying mayweather but for the first half of the fight he was fighting the ref as well. what the hell was cortez playing at? still it's done and dusted no point in going on about it.
however that result only adds to the misery of hibs losing too. don't get the highlights down here but from what i've read there was a few dodgy decisions in that game as well.

so given the crap weather and dark cloud hanging about from this weekends sporting events we have another assignment blip.
this delightfully tacky decoration in all it's fibre optic glory is mine. technicaly it belongs to both Mrs. McD and myself but she takes no responsibility for it. i love it. i am a sucker for twinkley trippy lighting but this was so tacky that i just had to buy it. so now every year when it suddenly appears in it's place of honour at the top of the stairs, i now get the "look". which is a mixture of disgust and pity. i ask you even if i didn't like it, how could i not put it up knowing how much it winds up Mrs McD?
well thats it for today, hopefully tomorrows blip will bring something from the outside world.