Monday, 31 December 2007
fakebook: For forgers.
fadebook: For sound engineers.
facebuck: For deer (or 80s sci-fi) lovers.
facebucket: For window cleaners.
facebok: For South Africans.
facehook: For pirates.
bakebook: For breadmakers.
vasebook: For people who insist on using American pronunciation (i.e. Americans)
allyourbasebook: For lovers of old internet memes.
fastbuck: For people who have sold their social networking sites to massive faceless global conglomerates and gone to live in the Bahamas.
Anyone care to chip in?
Sunday, 30 December 2007
Friday, 28 December 2007
Monday, 24 December 2007
So anyway, this is me wishing a very Merry Christmas to all my fellow bloggers and (both) my readers. Have a good one, whatever you are doing. And here's to a fruitful 2008...
Amusingly, the ladies' one contains 'ring size' (now there's optimism!)
Yes, I'm blogging on Xmas Eve. Yes, I'm at work. Yes, the two are connected
Sunday, 23 December 2007
And now, in an astonishing move (and in my clearly worthless opinion, a proper PR shoot-yourself-in-the-foot-disaster) they have suggested to the daddy of the genre, Fake Steve Jobs, that he cease and desist in return for a 'settlement' / update#1: as long as he shuts up about it / update#2: or worse / update#3: lawyer time
Anyone else think the most media-savvy company in the world just started to make itself look ridiculous? But hey - what do I know. Hang on, there's someone knocking at the d...
(And of course it's all a subtle Yuletide gag from the very amusing Daniel Lyons and his Forbes crew...or maybe not...but perhaps it is...or not...could be...looks like it isn't...or is...*applause*)
Saturday, 22 December 2007
However, Autohide to the rescue. Nice work, KrickelKrackel plugin guy.
Friday, 21 December 2007
Thursday, 20 December 2007
Sunday, 9 December 2007
We bought a tree, got the lights and everything down from the loft, realised that all the decorations were broken or cracked, went to get more at Homebase (which had a broad and tasteful selection, much to my surprise), spent rather too long with a spirit level and a bucket of sand getting the damn thing upright, stuck the lights on, watched as Freyja was singularly unimpressed with our efforts, went to a chilly carol concert at the Horniman Museum (thanks for the brandy coffee, Graham...), came back and had tea with mince pies and Christmas music while we put the decorations on and Freyja carefully took them all off and put them back in the boxes again.
It was great :)
And what made it all the more exciting was that we have our house back. When we bought it, the downstairs looked like this:
Then, after a rather sudden decision to knock the ground floor rooms through, ten days ago it looked like this:
And now, I am enjoying a rather good glass of port, in this:
Two weeks and counting (and we're going to need more port...)
Friday, 7 December 2007
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Anyway, there is a fantastically-moody and yet still dancefloor-friendly remix by Boy 8-bit which I hope will whet the appetite for more of the same:
via Nialler9 and Mad Decent and do contact me via the comments if I should take this down or something...
Yesterday I went for a 'business lunch' with a colleague and, once seated at our table, felt the need to ask the staff to turn the music down. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Time was when a mere high-street hostelry could not have dreamed of matching my decibel capacity but here I am, the wrong side of 35 and heading towards the Ovaltine and comfy slippers. It's a sad, sad day indeed.
Those of you who saw Probemeister rocking the (sadly-missed) Arts Centre in York with an aural onslaught of thundering beats and analogue synths will remember remarking, "There goes a chap who'll never be defeated by a slightly intrusive blast of KT Tunstall of a lunchtime and no mistake" but I fear I have let you all down. I can only beg for forgiveness (quietly).
Waitress: "Can I get you gentlemen something to drink?"
Me: "Look, I can't hear a single word you're saying; can you possibly turn this dreadful racket down a bit?"
Waitress: "A Malibu & dry ginger, a pint of snakebite and a pair of Campari shooters?"
Me: "Yes, but can we have one with mash?"
Waitress: "No, it's the last door on the left, can't miss it."
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
This may be the kickr* that means I finally move my Gallery off Doug's poor overloaded server...
* ahem :)
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
Wednesday, 28 November 2007
Sunday, 25 November 2007
Yep, that seems to work. Now to try and change the default colours (although I'm a fan of grey, luckily).
EDIT: colours changed! Thanks, Alex...
Good win though, Wigan understandably came for a draw and we had to dig deep (especially in the face of some, er, 'borderline' tackling from Lucky Emile, amongst others) but Willy G showed why he's captain with a fine headed goal and Rosicky marked his return from a long-ish injury with a nice finish to a swift counterattack as Wigan had to press forward in search of an equaliser with only minutes left.
Oh, and did I mention this? Arsenal old-boy Grumpy Nic doing us a favour at last :)
Saturday, 24 November 2007
London Breakbeat Orchestra
"Taking the orchestra to venues more commonly associated with DJs and rock bands, the London Breakbeat Orchestra demonstrates that orchestral instruments can be used for far more than classical music. Killer grooves, turntablism and FX plus 30 virtuoso instrumentalists combine to create floor fillers live. LBO is at the forefront of the underground electro-acoustic dance scene."
Rather fun crossover project. They've done Radio 1 sessions and that. Some tracks on the website too.
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Still, at least we get rid of Quiff Boy ... what's that?
He hasn't resigned yet?
You're joking, right?
Well, what else can it be - it's not a bloody sausage roll.
I'm still (inwardly) chuckling.
Monday, 19 November 2007
Seems to have only been going less than a week, but I imagine many more will want to jump onboard. They ask you not to 're-host' anything you find but in return offer a variety of widgets for your website/blog so that you can have auto-upating content direct from the RCRD LBL site (although if I'm honest I tried to get the Warp Radio widget to embed here and it wouldn't so some work to be done there. Or perhaps I am a muppet. That's more likely.)
Anyway, this was the weekend roundup of the posted MP3 - some interesting stuff, I'm sure you'll agree. More details of the usage policy and the Creative Commons license in the FAQ. Sign up, looks good.
Thursday, 15 November 2007
Alex has written a brief review here with which I concur, on the whole. So type designers (should they be known as 'font fiddlers'?) are a bit crazy. And people who make films about type designers are also somewhat on the squiffy side :)
But it was a very entertaining documentary with some lighthearted moments - and that was, I think, the first time I have been to the cinema since Freyja was born in December 2005. It was really enjoyable; the ICA is a very intimate venue, with only ~6 rows of ~10 seats. There was a good deal of chuckling and light-hearted comment; it was more like watching the film in your front room, on a massive telly with a few mates round.
And yes, you were even allowed to take your beer in.
* this may not be Helvetica, obviously
Wednesday, 14 November 2007
Not sure he needed all the screenshots, but my curiosity was piqued by this paragraph towards the end:
"The history of children's TV echoes throughout. There are references to the Magic Roundabout in the bandstand, to Camberwick Green in its mechanics, to Thunderbird 2 in the Pink-Ponk's [sic] green livery, to Trumpton in the echoey naive folk music. The texture of the image is made just as rich by combining live action, rickety stop-frame and gradient perfect CGI, and the soundtrack whose organic sci-fi squelching might have arrived fresh from the Radiophonic Workshop. The programme construction is perhaps the most sophisticated on British TV. And the effect is fantastic."
Blimey. The Pinky Ponk is Thunderbird 2 - look:
Tuesday, 13 November 2007
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
"Tina Farrell, from Levenshulme, called Camelot after failing to win with several cards. The 23-year-old, who said she had left school without a maths GCSE, said: "On one of my cards it said I had to find temperatures lower than -8. The numbers I uncovered were -6 and -7 so I thought I had won, and so did the woman in the shop. But when she scanned the card the machine said I hadn't. I phoned Camelot and they fobbed me off with some story that -6 is higher, not lower, than -8 but I'm not having it. "
Well, you're not having your £10,000 either, duck :)
(from the Manchester Evening News)
Tuesday, 6 November 2007
"Manchester United are compiling a security dossier after claims that their manager Sir Alex Ferguson was verbally abused by Arsenal fans."
You. Don't. Say.
Monday, 5 November 2007
"Both of our goals were from really beautiful pieces of play ... their goals were a bit more scrappy."
So Rooney scuffs his shot, which rebounds off his knee onto Gallas's elbow and trickles in at the near post past a wrong-footed Almunia. Er, yes, beautiful. I will happily admit that their second was a lovely flowing move through Saha and Evra but so was our first and Cesc's cool-headed finish showed real class.
Sorry, Owen, wrong again.
"On our bench, we were getting terrible abuse from people two or three feet away from us. There is a lack of security. It is absolutely disgraceful the abuse you and your staff take. All sorts of things are being shouted and screamed at you and there is an absolute danger here."
Now I am very glad he has brought this to the attention of the watching media. Next time 65,000 people at Old Trafford start chanting 'disgraceful abuse' at Arsene Wenger, I shall watch with pride as Sir Alex halts the game, marches to the centre circle and turns to the fans with arms spread wide, shouting "Stop."
No, really, I'm looking forward to it.
And three final words: "Game. In. Hand."
Friday, 2 November 2007
"This map is of the dark side of the moon, which here looks more like a Jackson Pollock action painting, its riotous colours corresponding to geological materials and phenomena. Many of the colour spots are circular in nature, reflecting the large number of meteorites that have impacted on the lunar surface, unprotected by an atmosphere, over many, many centuries. The map is one of a series produced by NASA and the US Geological Survey between 1971 and 1998."
Monday, 29 October 2007
Thursday, 25 October 2007
I think my favourite was the 6th goal; from a Slavia corner at one end to a bulging net at the other in just over fourteen seconds, involving six different players and ending with an assured finish from Cesc who had run the length of the pitch to get on the end of it. Awesome.
Yes, I know style <> trophies and we haven't won anything yet. But let's enjoy the journey and keep the faith. Remember, "Arsene knows".
Stumbled across it via a Klaxons version of No Diggity by BLACKstreet(!) which is in this playlist of interesting covers which also includes two versions of Gin And Juice (one lounge and one country), an electro Song 2 and Robyn's gentle pizzicato take on Since U Been Gone:
Cool embedded (yes, Flash) player too :)
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
Wednesday, 17 October 2007
Although obviously it negates the effect of dancing around really fast and them falling off howling with laughter and wanting to go again. Perhaps they frown on that kind of thing in Finland :)
However, they also have these and these. Heh!
"On other trips, I've seen a woman waft a man with handfuls of cash, a giant offer a businessman a plateful of jelly and a mischievous squirrel attempt to leave a box on a man's shoulder. I've sat in a train and been eyed up by gawping giants. Watched a pair of eyes roll by the carriage windows, sneaking a peak at a commuter's paper in the time-honoured tradition. Before I can point this out to anyone, as if by magic, I'm suddenly back again. Like Mr Benn, with a token souvenir of his dressing room travels, all I have left are these pictures."
[via Going Underground]
Monday, 15 October 2007
Today is Blog Action Day. Regrettably, I mis-read this online call-to-arms and so prepared the below.
Acton is now a suburb of West London about 5 miles from the centre, and well within the built-up area, but for the greater part of its history, consisted of only a small cluster of houses around the medieval Church of St. Mary's, providing refreshment for travellers on the road from London to Oxford.Sorry.
A settlement at Acton is mentioned in the Doomsday book of 1086, and the church of St. Mary's is first recorded in the early 13th Century. The original medieval chapel was enlarged by the building of a nave, and much later a tower.
Acton is now changing, with media and lighter industry taking over from the heavy industry. With easy access to Central London, Acton remains a popular place to live, with new housing being built at many sites.
Loving the idea that my bank might have an entire department dedicated to fitting staff for their lovely mauve polyester uniforms :)
Thursday, 11 October 2007
Tuesday, 9 October 2007
Monday, 8 October 2007
Sunday, 7 October 2007
Last time, I ran a small sweepstake for people to guess the date, weight and sex of the bump that was Freyja (22 Dec 2005 / 6 lb 10 oz / girl) and this time will be no different.
Apart from the technology.
I've set up an online form for people to submit their guesses (powered by DabbleDB in case you were interested) with automagically updating list and calendar views (there may even be a fancy chart soon).
Good luck! There's a bottle of champagne for the winner...
Saturday, 6 October 2007
OK, to clarify that slightly, she says "One....Two...." if you ask her to count for you*. But clearly, as an ex-sound engineer, this new-found skill makes me incredibly proud. I'm sure it won't be long before she is suggesting we "knock a couple of dB out at 800Hz", "pop a spoffle** on the overheads" and "make the vocals less brown".
It also reminds me of one of my favourite jokes:
Why do sound engineers only say "one, two; one, two"?Yeah, you had to be there...
Because on 'three' they might have to lift something.
* she also says "One....Two...." if you ask her what colour a dog is but I shall gloss over that for now.
** a word allegedly invented by Hugh Laurie whilst doing an interview for BBC Radio with Stephen Fry and which has passed into common usage in the audio industry; brilliant.
This possibly may have something to do with having sustained two broken ribs playing in my first ever game. Aged 13 and new to the school, I was placed at hooker by the games master who suggested that my 'excellent football skills' meant I would be 'useful with my feet' in the scrum. Well he was not wrong. At one of the early scrums, I adeptly hooked the ball back to our Number 8 against the head*. In the ensuing melée, I suddenly received a sharp blow to the chest area from the boot and/or fist and/or elbow of a rather annoyed (and much larger than me) member of the opposition front row. Unable to breathe, I collapsed in a heap and was carted off to the Sanitorium (yes, it was quite a posh school...) where I was tended to by the matronly, er, Matron and subsequently packed off to York General Hospital for X-rays.
Broken ribs are horrible. You can't laugh, cough or breathe properly**. They just 'need time to heal'. So that got me off games for about 6 weeks, during which time I started to learn the saxophone and decided to form a band.
But that's another story. The main reason for this post is the scoreline England 12-10 Australia in the quarter-finals of the Rugby World Cup this afternoon; a bit of an upset, if truth be told, given that the Wallabies were clear favourites for the tournament. So jolly well done, chaps. Splendid result. No reason why you can't go on and repeat the heroics of 2003...
...just don't, in your desperation for non-injured, even half-fit, partly-English players, ask me to come in at hooker :)
* winning the ball on the opposition put-in at a scrum, in case you were wondering.
** oh, I forgot sneezing; that's the worst. 'Atchooooooooooooooofuckthathurts'.
Monday, 1 October 2007
Interesting to see at a glance how your tastes have changed (or not...ahem)
And it comes as no surprise to anyone with their finger vaguely on the pulse of finely crafted pop to discover that it was written by Cathy Dennis.
Rubbish video, mind :) I mean, yellow?
Friday, 28 September 2007
‘Being famous is like wearing blue pyjamas at the opera. It’s like kissing Neil Young, but only on Wednesdays. It’s like a silver disc gummed to the ear of a wolverine. It’s like licking crumbs from the belly of a waitress called Eileen. It’s like lemon polenta cake but slightly wider. It’s like moonrise on the planet Posker.’Very good. Of course.
Thursday, 27 September 2007
Wednesday, 26 September 2007
Ten thousand pounds to a charity of my choosing. What do you reckon, Level 5 Zombie Facebook-types??
* Obviously I would have to join to see it, so I'll just have to take their word for it :)
Tuesday, 25 September 2007
Meanwhile, not to be outdone, Frank Lampard has donated his shirt from last Sunday's 2-0 defeat at Manchester Utd to Shelter. A spokesman said they were "very grateful and hoped to be able to house up to fifty homeless people inside it in the very near future".
"I want to be in a position that will allow me a blocking stake and will then wait for it to go up in value."After statements like that, I think it's a valid comparison; where's Dangermouse when you need him?
(On the back of a londonist post which alleged a similarity between Greenback and Avram Grant but I reckon mine is better...)
Sunday, 23 September 2007
"Deep milk chocolate coats your mouth and leads to the crunch of smoked bacon pieces. Surprise your mouth with the smoked salt and sweet milk chocolate combination."
Er, right. 'Surprise your mouth' indeed.....
Saturday, 22 September 2007
Thursday, 20 September 2007
My man Stuart Broad gets clobbered for six sixes in one over in the Twenty20 World Cup, England go out & Freddie is injured (again).
Then Arsenal crush Sevilla 3-0 with an outstanding display of Cruyff-esque attacking football (Thierry who?)
But to cap it all, The Special One only goes and resigns from Chelski and Spurs put SIX past a team who sound like a disease. Even Darren Bent managed to score; ergo, they must have been sh**.
You really couldn't make it up :)
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
Monday, 17 September 2007
Saturday, 15 September 2007
Friday, 14 September 2007
It's a travesty.
El Scousers wander down to the South Coast to hoof the pigskin around a corrugated iron shed in Portsmouth, and that's on.
Chelski One-Nil trek North to have their shins brutally examined by Blackeye Rovers, and that's on.
But where is our steeped-in-tradition local encounter at Three Point Lane? Nowhere, that's where. And they wonder why pubs arrange dodgy satellite feeds from Norway and savvy internet punters stream things from China. What is the point of have three lunchtime games (at 12.00, 12.45 and 1.30 respectively) if you are not going to show them? They may as well have been at 3.00 in the good old fashioned way.
Sky & Setanta - what a complete set of swag-bellied harpies.
Still, more listeners for Lofty on BBC Radio London I suppose...
Thursday, 13 September 2007
Tuesday, 11 September 2007
"What the ... ?!" I hear you cry.
Apparently it has an agreement with SACEM (which as I understand it is the French version of the PRS/ASCAP) to pay it an agreed portion of its advertising revenue in publishing royalties.
Remains to be seen if the RIAA will flex its international muscles (like it did with the Russian site, AllOfMP3) and wade in with the helicopter gunships. Although Universal is said to be somewhat unhappy and might beat them to it (having just signed an exclusive agreement with a different French ISP, neuf.fr, with whom they share a parent company, Vivendi).
Worth a look, streams fine, not a bad selection. Is it the new Napster?
And obviously there's a Slashdot thread.
Monday, 10 September 2007
Yep, two overs. Twelve balls to prove yourself worthy of a place in the next round. Hit out or get out. Aces.
(OK, so I haven't actually managed it yet, might be a long night...)
So anyway, I was stung by a wasp for the first time ever yesterday.
The absolute bastard.
Thursday, 6 September 2007
Wednesday, 5 September 2007
Anyway, day-glo leggings on, horns in the air, whoop, whoop, whoop!
Tuesday, 4 September 2007
Monday, 3 September 2007
Sunday, 2 September 2007
- Reduced the number of washing machines we own to the tune of one, whilst increasing the standard of the aforementioned items (and therefore the quality of life for our tenants) at the flat
- Popped round to see our ex-downstairs neighbours, John & Mercedes, for the first of two BBQs
- Collected Freyja from our ever-willing babysitters (my parents!) and jollyed over to Helena's 30th birthday thing, also a BBQ (excellent potato salad, H, by the way)
- Despite the dreadful traffic around Dulwich Village/A205, got to the Honor Oak for dinner with the aforementioned parents, food very good, (Hoegaarden very good also :)
- Popped to Alex & Katherine's with a composter (is it quite large?) which was exchanged somehow for a lawnmower and an old fridge (note to self: must discuss advanced bargaining tactics with Alex at work next week :)
- Successfully mowed lawns at great speed before the gathering and looming dark clouds did the inevitable English summer thing :(
- Aforementioned random fridge to tip (quite literally 2 minutes before closing time)
- Took shears to edges (followed by some surprise to have already half-filled our composter)
- Sat down with Tanqueray & tonic, and then followed...
- Arsenal 3-1 Portsmouth which was a good professional win, partly with 10 men. But then
- Aston Villa 2-0 Chelsea which was a complete shock, Lampard or not. Blimey.
Friday, 31 August 2007
The battle for control of Ashburton Grove is officially under way. All eyes are now on Danny Fiszman, Arsenal's majority shareholder, to see how he reacts to Dein camping on his lawn and firing 50-rouble notes at him.I'm with Arseblogger. Yes, I know it's not the 1950s; yes, we have a stadium sponsored by an airline; yes, we have to compete with the other clubs bankrolled by fat cigar-smoking fraudsters. But it will pain me to see all our tradition go to the highest bidder when in Arsene Wenger we have a manager who would rather use his considerable intelligence to draw together seemingly disparate elements into a team that can compete on the pitch, rather than be a puppet in a global money pissing contest .
(And if Dein can't get control of Arsenal, do you know what he wants to do? He wants to be Head of the FA....)
UPDATE: Very good precis on Gunnerblog
Thursday, 30 August 2007
Maybe I should run a cricket team or something...
UPDATE: Highlights of the match-winning partnership HERE
Wednesday, 29 August 2007
We do come to see our football idols as superhuman and this just serves to bring it back into perspective somewhat. Hopefully some of the bitching and mind-games might ease this weekend as people remember a talent prematurely cut short:
Tuesday, 28 August 2007
Awesome. And England are leading the ODI series, Arsenal are unbeaten and I found twenty quid in my suit jacket this morning. If I wasn't so stiff from playing cricket at the weekend, I'd jump for joy :)
Sunday, 19 August 2007
One of these players is a skilful top-level international midfielder attempting to reach the ball* and the others play for Blackburn Rovers. As Cesc asked of Mark Hughes last season:
Didn't you play for Barcelona? Because that's not Barcelona football.Yes, I know we only managed a 1-1 draw because Crazy Jens made his second successive bizarre error (three and you're out?) but I imagine we might have scored more goals had we realised it was actually hurling/Aussie rules/WWF.
UPDATE: Goodplaya agrees with me
* for those of you wearing blue/white, that's the round thing that the other team are attempting to pass around, but don't worry yourself with technicalities; ankles and knees look awfully similar when your hair flaps in your eyes...
Saturday, 18 August 2007
Highlights were the discussion about how many ketchup sachets David Attenborough stole from the café at London Zoo ("easily more than five"), the Mastermind general knowledge round ("What is the opposite of placard?") and the Robert Ludlum novel title generator ("The Byzantium Potato").
Highly recommended (and you can listen again here)
Friday, 17 August 2007
"...is about indie bands. Proper indie bands from the later 1980s and early 1990s. When indie bands were real indie bands, and when they released their music on big lumps of vinyl; like God intended."
Of the 27 bands currently on the site, I own 9 CDs, 12 vinyl LPs, 17 12" vinyl EPs and 4 limited edition coloured vinyl 7"s. I have also seen live gigs from Dr Phibes (forgettable), World Of Twist (mental), Teenage Fanclub (amazing), Jesus Jones (overrated), Ride (noisy), New FADs (moody) and Ned's Atomic Dustbin (silly) as well as the wonderful Lush, from whom lead-singer Miki signed my T-shirt (much to the chagrin of my friends on the night, who had to wait for me hanging round the side of the Newcastle Mayfair stage like a lovesick puppy until the diminutive Japanese/Hungarian beauty found her magic marker...)
Now, bring on The Wedding Present, please...
"Manufactured from Solid Oak with a Stainless Steel frame and a glass top to protect the mirrored football pitch underneath, this table is superbly built and would make a perfect addition to any living room or bar."
Friday, 10 August 2007
Wednesday, 8 August 2007
Obviously it can only track locations and businesses that show up in Google Maps (it didn't pull in our excellent local Thai place) but anything that helps me avoid the fuming logjam of chaos which is London's South Circular is a boon - we scored 62, what about you?
Friday, 3 August 2007
Check it out and let me know your favourites...
Thursday, 2 August 2007
The pig is great. I like the rocket too. And the bat. Actually the pterodactyl is...er...anyway. Yes!
Available soon, apparently.
Monday, 30 July 2007
For those of you getting busy with the RSS reader-type things, I am intending to move the feed for this site to:
Thursday, 26 July 2007
Wednesday, 25 July 2007
And in the words of Desktop Boycott himself:
I’ll alert you when wickets fall, batsmen reach milestones, or players leave the field. I won’t be pulling any punches either, so I’ll also let you know when the ball was in the “corridor of uncertainty”, if my “mother could have caught it”, and when a good player could have “hit it with a stick of rhubarb”. You can guarantee that I’ll tell it straight, with “no flannel”, as we say in Yorkshire.Oh. God. No.
Friday, 20 July 2007
1845: India 123-3
He's only scored four runs in the last ten overs; it's like watching a caned Chris Tavare.
Thursday, 19 July 2007
"Users can recall e-mails from a recipient's inbox, cause a message to self-destruct after a certain number of reads or after a set period of time. BigString converts the e-mail to what is basically a simple Web page (an HTML document) and stores it on their server. When you change or delete the documents or attachments, you are not actually breaking into the recipient's inbox, but changing the virtual string that goes from BigString's server to that inbox."
Interesting idea. Wonder what the FSA would have to say about it?
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
Monday, 16 July 2007
I had no idea what to expect; the internet all-too-easily removes any kind of geographical points of reference, What could we possibly all have in common other than sticking our random and seemingly unrelated thoughts up online once a day/week/roughly-whenever-the-hell-they-feel-like-it? It stemmed from the London Bloggers idea which I joined a while back, soon after which a couple of people made contact via the comments on fork handles...
...fast forward to Friday night at The Honor Oak, everyone was very welcoming, absolutely engrossing and a great pity I couldn't stay for longer than a couple of beers. Still, if they'll have me back, I'd very much like to continue some of the conversations I had with Andrew, Henry, Neil and Robert (who was responsible for organising the evening -> *applause*) and also meet those who I missed when they arrived later on!
Yep, count me in for the next one. Now, what on earth was that thing about underground waterways??
Sunday, 15 July 2007
Friday, 13 July 2007
Thursday, 12 July 2007
It tells you the times of the first/last Underground service from each station, as well as the staggering distance from the local hostelries. So you can order that final pint of Stocks Old Horizontal, safe in the knowledge that you can still catch the last tube home. Genius (and minicab drivers are going to hate it :)
Wednesday, 11 July 2007
Oh good, it's raining again
(Yes, yes, I know it was published two weeks ago. So sue me for being in a dial-up wasteland in SE6 eating cold beans. Off packing cases. With chopsticks :)
From: email@example.comAnd exhale.
Subject: Your Demon Broadband Order: Service Activation
Dear Mr Lightly,
Thank you for your order for Demon Broadband services.We are happy to inform you that BT have confirmed your new broadband service is now live. You will now be able to connect to your service using the login details provided in your welcome pack.
(Normally, I imagine that would be up there with "What I had for lunch..." and "So I joined Facebook..." as the first line of a blog post guaranteed to make even the most turgid of readers run a country mile. But please bear with me.)
As it happens, it was quite a nasty nick; over an inch in length, tapered from top to bottom and prominently displayed to the left of my philtrum (you can look it up). It looked as if I had either:
a) had some sort of late-night kebab-shop battle over the last chicken shish;
b) got into an argument with a (slightly half-hearted) Chelsea Headhunter;
c) tried to shift a lengthily-clawed, somewhat-annoyed cat from the sofa; or
d) cut myself shaving.
And do you know what? Not one person at work commented on it in the entire day. Not a single analyst at the 7am morning meeting. Nobody in sales or trading when I was sorting out their conferencing. Nothing from I.T. when I was testing my new PC upstairs. Not even the lugubrious PL and CJ at lunchtime in the Rack & Tenter. None of the normally chatty backoffice team when we were discussing the crazy world of client codes. Not Dei. Not Alex. Nobody.
Now these are people who can generally be relied upon to pounce on the slightest change in haircut and render the owner speechless with a tirade of lighthearted abuse. Similarly, the introduction of a 'jazzy' shirt into the work wardrobe will often be met with wide-eyed mirth and the general donning of sunglasses. I can only assume that they think I live such an exciting life that random facial injuries are deemed to be par for the course.
Almost certainly, though, they didn't want to draw attention to the fact that I am clearly an utter buffoon who can't even be trusted to scrape the dead hair off his chin without carving himself to ribbons :)
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
Wednesday, 4 July 2007
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
Monday, 2 July 2007
Actually, he's a Croatian-Brazilian by the name of Eduardo da Silva who was the record goalscorer for Dinamo Zagreb last season with 34 goals.
As I said, "Trust Arsene".
Despite the English batsmen having their by-now-traditional late-innings slump and losing the last 6 wickets for 48 runs in a below-par total of 225, Broad came on and took 3-20 in 9 overs, backed up with some decent stuff from Anderson (no, really; 2-23 off 8) and the Windies were all out for 146 in just 39.5 overs. Let's keep it up for the rest of the summer, Colly...
Friday, 29 June 2007
Right, this might just be one of the most beautiful things in the world:
Heineken have teamed up with Krups to make the BeerTender, a sleek looking home beer tap with refillable kegs for your brew of choice (including Amstel). Not to be outdone, Philips have partnered with Inbev (home to Grolsch) and produced much the same thing in PerfectDraft. In the UK, we will have to be satisfied with the slightly inferior DraughtKeg which is to be released this summer. But anyone fancy a trip to Holland? I can see one of these in my soon-to-be shed.
Thursday, 28 June 2007
Saturday, 23 June 2007
Thursday, 21 June 2007
I really like it - clean, easy-to-read and indicates better the actual direction you are heading. But is London ready for it - what do you think?
Wednesday, 20 June 2007
* apparently their name was taken from that great Peter Sellers film, 'The Party'. So now you know...
Tuesday, 19 June 2007
Yes, we have our new abode, hence the slight lack of recent posts.
Keys in hand, stuff in boxes, just waiting for the new beds/fridge/freezer/washingmachine/dishwasher/coffeetable/
bureaux/cuddlytoy/bendybully/dustybin* to arrive.
And I've got to do some grouting (rock 'n' roll!) - see you on the other side :)
* delete as applicabl.....actually, no, we need everything.
Wednesday, 13 June 2007
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Saturday, 9 June 2007
[14:18] (fourstar) it's just a f*cking 'Sports World' in a wonderfully famous & historic London building
[14:18] (greatbiglizard) tbh, it's been pretty ropey the last couple of years
[14:19] (fourstar) yeah, i didn't know - it is clearly the fifth circle of hell, staffed by incontinent meandering baboons, stocking only ill-fitting highly-flammable nylon sportswear, available in size (a) big-boned b*stard offspring of Giant Haystacks or (b) amoeba
[14:20] (fourstar) and now the aforementioned baboons have walkie-talkies
[14:21] (fourstar) so they spend all their time shouting random shoe sizes at the stockroom, the occupants of which are plainly out of their minds on ridiculously strong skunk (or busy contemplating the physical influence of supercoiling DNA-modifying enzymes and calculating the chemical energy of nucleoside triphosphates required to unwind the DNA double helix into single strands)
[14:21] (fourstar) but i reckon the former...
[14:22] (fourstar) anyway, they only ever have anything in a size 6 or in pink/yellow stripes
[14:24] (fourstar) w*nkers