For me?

One advantage of the woeful delivery service that is Amazon, is that my birthday presents are still trickling in.. this evening I arrived home to some pressies from my sister-in-law and her kids: Ghostwritten by David Mitchell Disgrace by J.M. Coetzee Astonishing Splashes of Colour by Clare Morrall They’ll get added to the stack of books next to my bed which, if it were ever to fall over in the middle of the night, would probably crush me, Louise and smash it’s way through to the neighbours bedroom as well. I really should go in and apologise in advance. “I’m sorry I’m a bit tardy with my reading…”

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Not this but that

I had thought of 23 different things to post here by 8.30am this morning. I’ve forgotten each one. Instead I’ll give you a transcript (a small snippet) of a discussion I’ve just had on IM (the names have been changed to protect the innocent – I’ve ALWAYS wanted to say that… hmmmm what ever happened to M.A.R.R.S.??): Donalda Bint: Am learning to drive, learning the drums and am trying to treach myself turkishGordon: tell me, how do you play the drums AND steer at the same time?turkish drum driving is a sought after skillLOLso why Turkish?whim is a terrible thingblown by the winds of whimin the direction of turkeywhim. not only a great word but something everyone should give into …

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Commentary

Hanni linked to a post which discusses whether weblogs and standards are ruining the internet, with the entire thing prompted by Heather Champ, the woman’s influence is considerable. I’ve commented about this on the former linked sites but thought I’d expand (clarify) my position here. If you are so inclined I suggest you go and read the above links including my comments, in reverse order. If you’re not so inclined, stop reading. This is about how people ‘use’ the internet. It also contains many generalisations. I know both topics bore some people. In response to the original article then: “I’ve long since given up worrying too much about this kind of thing. The cycle at the moment is leaning towards …

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She's still missing

Muse-less I wander the dessert, spoon in hand. I have no content to create, only that which to pass on… please bear that in mind as you read on: Q. How many surrealists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?A. Fish. Q. Why can’t engineers tell jokes timing? Q. A bass drum and a cymbal fall out of a tree. A. Ba dum dum CHING! Q. What’s invisible and smells like worms?A. Bird farts. Two lions are walking down Oxford Street. One turns to the other and says “Quiet. Isn’t it”. An ethics question: If you were able to clone yourself, and you took your clone to the top of a building, striped all his/her clothes off and pushed …

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Old Dog

The matchsticks snapped, the caffeine hallucinations haven’t kicked in yet and sitting here with my head soaking, hair dripping, at my desk this is about the best I can come up with. Sorry. You know, sometimes it’s almost like I’ve just started blogging. It’s ridiculous really, you’d think I’d know better than to post about not being able to post. Next I’ll be moaning about how life is crap and posting photos of kittens. Honestly… I despair sometimes. Instead how about a little referrer log snooping? That’s always good for a giggle, right? First up an apology, despite being the second hit for this search, I don’t do riddles: “I am the beginning i am the end .you can see …

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*yawns*

I love getting presents. I love getting late presents too (I’m still waiting on pressies from my wife, although it’s Amazon’s fault). In saying that, presents that arrive at 7.50am on a Saturday morning, aren’t THAT welcome.. initially at least. Particularly when you’ve been out for curry, several beers, and only got to sleep around 1.30am. On the plus side it did mean that we got into Glasgow before 9am and had completed our shopping before 11. One new shirt, and two ties for me (couldn’t decide between them, decadence!) and a tiara or two for Louise. She likes wearing them whilst hoovering and dusting*. She is a true domestic goddess. Of course rising early on a Saturday has a …

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Self Destructing Post

Back from curry, several pints of beer and pondering how to spend £25 in the iTunes store. In a remarkable show of self-restraint, I’m NOT buying anything at the moment, no, I’m not THAT drunk (hic). No, I’m going to ask your opinion, but don’t rush. You’ve got all weekend to consider. You have £25 to spend in the iTunes Music Store. You can buy an entire album or three, or individual tracks. What would you buy?

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Foppin' Hell

Yes, with some birthday money burning a hole in my pocket I decide I’d visit FOPP. I’d been avoiding it for sometime now, especially in the weeks before my birthday, but thought it safe to purchase some older items. Of course, as ever, FOPP’s effect on my spending patterns is dramatic and instead of just one or two CDs of older stuff I ended up with: Bruce Springsteen – Born in the USA. Damn you “Music Hall of Fame” programme on Channel Four! Zwan – Mary Star of the Sea. Been meaning to pick this up for a while, but didn’t want to pay full price. But I’ll pay a £5 for it, yes sir! Leftfield – Rhythm and Stealth. …

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Triple Grande Skinny Latte

This post was brought to you by a highly caffeinated beverage. I stand there, iPod headphones sprouting from my ears, waiting patiently in line. I ponder my role in society, and whether or not what I do, and what I buy, really could have an effect. I’m in Starbucks, you see, that oft-maligned company (I was going to say ‘institution’ – damn them and their clever marketing) slowly spreading, virus like, across the globe (although I’ve yet to have a bad coffee from there). I know all about their business practises, and always feel that pang of guilt when I wander in. I am a hypocrite, but does that matter? I’m a sellout, but does it make a difference? And …

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