The End

The blog has been discontinued, the residents moved out, and the debts are being sorted out.

Marathon vs. Golf

Big sporting weekend in retrospect.
While the masters were battling it out at Augusta National, Camil was fighting the rain and a 42km course in central london. The rain kicked in just before tower bridge, and lasted for a good 5 miles at least. The result: Defeated only by a bunch of Kenyans and Gordon Ramsey, in a time of 4h0min28s. He beat the Tanzanian Maasai warriors and 24 000 others.

What does this have to do with the PIMPhouse, you may ask. Well,

Gustav watched the marathon
Rob watched the golf
Kapil and Meelis played Wii golf
Bav was in London

Also, the PIMPhouse was a major sponsor of Camil's race, as the funds went to a very charitable cause.

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Two months in pictures

In a fanatic attempt to revitalise the blog, more for the sake of perfectionism and documentation than an actual attempt at reaching an audience, here is what has happened in the last two months. Illustrated.

The two goats and a sports car dilemma was extended into Noah's amphibious vehicle creating a win-win situation for giraffes and elks alike. The Ready Steady Study table can be seen to the right.

The final of Hungover Kitchen: Kapil vs. Gustav. Here we see the contestants comparing dragon fruits and coconuts.

The competition was won by Gustav, whose culinary masterpiece is depicted above.

They also played some Carcassonne. And there was much rejoicing. The residents also picked up the habit of playing Wii Golf, to the extent that it was recognized as the main threat to the progression of their degree courses.

Meelis and Rob bought lots of drinks.

Remarkably, the whole house went to the 'hausfest' in the Redlandish hinterlands.

Rob was there also.

Robs birthday was celebrated, and he was generously given a whole 4-pack of Sainsbury's Basic beer.

Easter came, and the Ready Steady Study competition reached its peak. Everyone stopped working, except Rob, who at the time of writing is consolidating his lead.

Gustav bought an ice form for making shot glasses. Rob tried to make shot glasses from Sainsbury's Basic beer. In the vacuum of boredom that followed Easter, Gustav and Rob, left alone in the house, tried to use these for for drinking Lambrini and milk. There were some severe leaks.

Now the house is filling up again, and the residents are busy preparing for upcoming exams. Each in his own preferred way. Kapil is just getting started, while Rob is already pushing 60h weeks. Gustav spends most his time becoming an environmentalist, and Meelis has doubled the amount of days available for study (morning day (10am-6pm) and evening day (10pm-6am), separated by day night sleep and night night sleep). Bav is at home.

Three doors, two goats and a sports car

Another week has gone by.

Bavan and Kapil seem certain its come to the point where banana plants can't have sex anymore. Meanwhile, Rob is money.

Burns night came and went, and the house celebrated in great style. Rob read the poem to the Haggis and Gustav played the only Scottish song he knows, Auld Lang Syne, his Scots pronunciation improving round by round.

Almost simultaneously, the Pimphouse set a new record. It is now the house in Bristol with the largest number of Estonian visitors within a week. 14 or so. 8 stayed overnight at different occasions throughout the week. And as Meelis found out: Berries are better than Coke.

Ready Steady Study is growing in intensity and magnitude. Next week the number of contestants will rise to at least five, as Bavan and Kapil have announced their entrance. In this weeks league it looks like Meelis will be the lecturer in spite of a particularly long night of studying between thursday and friday. The Bayesian modeling homework saw its own completion in the near daylight of the 7am sunrise.

The night proved fruitful the next day, as Meelis brought the problem of the three doors, goats and sports car to the housemates' attention. An hour was spent in the Scotsman trying to figure it out. First it was a fifty-fifty chance, then it was a philosophical issue for a while, and in the end even Gustav got it.

To end on a high note, there might be a solution for the bananas' reproduction problem (note that the problem is not related to erectile dysfunction. they still get it up): Genetic Engineering.

The Royal Haddock Comes Out On Top

Bavans success story in the Hungover Kitchen was cut short in last Sundays edition of the show, when Gustav presented his haddocks to the crowd. Tactical ingredient choices, a fruit with berries inside and overcooked pasta added up to the biggest score difference seen thus far.

Here are some words from the external analyst we spoke to:
- Well, it was pretty clear Gus was using Meelis' apron and flexing the abs thereupon to attract the votes of the female audience. Also the colour of that stuff Bav made was pretty weird.

Here are some words from Bav:
-Well what colour do you expect from "cock de wein".

Here are some words from Kapil:
-Actually, it's spelled coq d'vin.

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It is also worth mention that the conditions were met for a hungover kitchen match. This is because there was a party at the PIMPhouse which ended around 4am that same morning with the departure of Birgitte and Nina who were pretty pissed (names have been manipulated). Actually it didn't, because that's when Gus took out his guitar and to his bitter disappointment found that there were only type Y individuals left to serenade. But they were Estonians and Rob, so he carried on anyway.

Earlier in the night Peter the Norwegian had been in charge of drinking games causing not only Birgitte and Nina, but also himself some excessive drinking. Even earlier, Bav the not-so-Norwegian and Meelis the even-less-Norwegian had been besung and aproned (it was indeed one of those aprons which Gustav masterfully flexed the following evening and Birgitte and Nina were also indisputably the same when they appeared the next day as Hayley and Freya, although not quite so drunk, which is why their names have now been inversely manipulated).

Mario days are over

Bavan has stopped playing Mario, but that has more to do with the emergence of Carcassonne than his actual completion (with the help of Rob), of the first 120 stars. Also, he is watching an Oscar-nominated documentary about playing Donkey Kong, so we probably haven't seen the end of Wii-playing yet.

As for studying, there has been a lot going on. Meelis gave an introductory lecture on financial mathematics. The topic of forward contracts and options attracted Bav as he is in the Wiibay business. Gustav is eagerly awaiting the lecture series on topics such as Brownian motion and when to stop gambling.

Rob has entered the "Ready Steady Study" competition and he is struggling not to loose, which reminds me that he hasn't actually been told what happens if you loose. Kap and Bav are not in the race yet, but one is working anyway and the other went to a lecture (-it was about sperm and this woman giving it was quite exciting and anyway it's part of my course).

And the day of the ball arrived

The party is now ready to start. After a long week of waiting and countless games of Carcassonne (Bav got three more expansion sets with extra river pieces ant fortresses as a late-early birthday present for Meelis) and some premature excessive drinking the house has now been polished and the whiteboards wiped with sainsbury's basic vodka (it'd be irresponsible to serve it to the guests). The first guests have even arrived, so what is this happy chicken still doing here typing when there is washing up to be done? Not much.

The Housemates travels through time

Today the hard working term began, as the housemates started another. Bavan nearly got up for his lectures, Meelis bought a new distraction to keep the housemates from working too hard and Rob made Pork sushi for dinner (the culinary variety and creativity in this house rivaled only by the Mac Donalds).

The most important thing however, is that the boiler was fixed, even though all the Worcester guy did was to come and have a look at and press the reset button, which took him all of 2 mins , it is good to have seated house and hot showers and it feels like the 21st century.

Of course by late lunch time Bavan and Gustav were playing 'Mario Galaxy' again, they tackled multiple challenges and death defying stunts until a mere 2 stars remained. Before they could go on to complete the rest, Meelis arrived from his plunders at a charity shop, he had bought a piggy bank, a vase/1.5pint glass and our new addiction the board game called 'Carcassonne'.

The housemates quickly switched from the 21st century addictive vice of Mario Galaxy to a 20th century board games, based on the 15th century town of Carcassonne. The building castles had never fun and suprising simple before. Meelis Gustav and Bavan sat down for a few games and then river expansion came out just as Rob arrived home, he joined and before they knew they were hooked.

Rob was so engrossed on the game he only started dinner at 22:00 and in the process forgot year of culinary knowledge and served the house raw pork with very lumpy mashed potatoes.
after this housemates proceeded to bed tired after along days hard work.