June 2004

Moan Moan Moan

Everything around here was down again last night and this morning: no PooterGeek, no counsell.com, no loveandbentspoons.com, no email, no nuffink. Apologies to people who might have been trying to contact me lately. It's not my fault—I pay the rent on time. I have a backlog of improvements planned: I want to start a PooterGeek […]

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Long Live Brenda

God Save The Queen is an excellent, thoughtful, new 'Blog. In contrast to PooterGeek, I doubt its author will ever storm out of the bathroom mid-shower to denounce something he's just heard on BBC Radio 4. The latest two posts there are insightful about the successful exercise of state power through history. Claire [the llama […]

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Bilding A New Tomorrow

The voices in my head break their temporary silence to tell me that, in one place, once a year, the giant lizards that really run the planet can get together, take off their human disguises, and slug down a few freshly-skinned bunny rabbits, away from the public eye.

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Creative Destruction

In tomorrow's edition, Mark Steyn, The Spectator's token remaining clueful columnist, picks at the rotting corpse of the Saudi Arabian body politic [registration required, no artificial sweeteners, please give your full attention to the safety demonstration]. While I'm telling you what's in tomorrow's papers, Percussionist is going to win the Vodafone Derby tomorrow.

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Big And Dumb

Never go to the supermarket on an empty stomach. As your blood glucose falls, the bright colours and bleeping will disorient you, the myriad choices will overwhelm you, and, worst of all, you will hear the carbs calling, calling. You will leave with enough noodles to start your own Thai restaurant and three family packs […]

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Unique

Omigod. Someone has identified PooterGeek as the target of a Googlewhack: “two words—no quote marks with a single, solitary result”. And the magic combination is “fornicating Strepsil“. Enjoy it now while it lasts. (“Strepsil” is hardly a dictionary word, though, so it's a bit of a fiddle.)

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Eng-er-land

I browse Football365, a magnet for poncey, middle-class types like me who watch football twice a year, as well as people who take the game seriously enough to talk crap about it. They have some new shirts for sale in their shop, in time for Euro 2004. This is a good one, and so's this.

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Bigger Than Charles

I have discovered from the referer logs that PooterGeek is now more famous on the Web than the inspiration for its name. Google for “Pooter” and this page is third; George and Weedon Grossmith's “hero” is fourth. The porn starts at six.

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Energy

Sorry to resort to the same edition of Private Eye again, but I have to share this with my American friends. It's from a regular column in the magazine called “Luvvies” to which readers submit ridiculous quotes from actors. This week's was from Emmy Rossum, being interviewed in Vanity Fair: “We were doing this scene […]

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Gasp

A few weeks back I attended a seminar by one of the creators of the World's first “knockout mouse”. Such a creature is exactly like others of its species except that a scientist has removed one or more genes from it, for the usual scientific reason: to see what happens. Back in the 80s, creating […]

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Innocence

The biggest 'Blog in Britain is written by a prostitute. One of the biggest mainstream US news stories about 'Blogging broke when an intern sleeping with US government employees for money was outed by another 'Blogger. When it comes to Weblogs, the Anglo media have one thing on their minds and it isn't the potentially […]

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