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28Oct05 — 16
Not So Simply
UPDATE: Here’s a picture of Kate’s excellent hair (Freya in the foreground, Richard in the background): [click to enlarge] My friend and musical collaborator Richard and his missus Kate had me round for dinner the other evening and we got into a conversation about the recent Observer Music Monthly list of “larger-than-life” performers (i.e. fat […]
Read More27Oct05 — 10
Or You Could Go To The Tate And Look At The Boxes
I could have chosen one of hundreds of quotes from various Whedon interviews over the years to set this brief (and somewhat random) rant off, but this is particularly apt: “I love genre. I love fantasy. I love science fiction. I love horror. I love musicals. I love finding a different way to express what […]
Read More26Oct05 — 16
Pedantry/IKEA Update
There’s a title to set your pants ablaze. Thanks firstly to Hot Wheels for correcting my spectacular error with the twenty-four-hour clock in my IKEA post. Thanks secondly to Tomodachi at Susurration for drawing his readers’ attention to the ‘Blogrollicity of two of us on his list simultaneously losing it in the aforementioned shop. Despite […]
Read More25Oct05 — 15
A Long Way For A Bad Joke
[The image jitters, there is a thump as the sound comes on, and a haggard, hair-covered face fills the frame. Veils of windswept snow crystals twist and drift across the view.] SIR RANULPH FIENNES [for it is he]: Bally thing’s playing silly buggers again. Hello! Hello! Michael! MIKE IN THE STUDIO: Sir Ranulph! Can you […]
Read More24Oct05 — 6
Continuing Deprivation
According to NTL, “DunGeekin”, my new home by the sea, won’t have a landline or broadband connection until the end of November. That means half-baked anecdotes about life in Brighton & Hove until December for you lot, not that my recent boring content seems to have inhibited your commenting here. Today, I’ll mostly be buying […]
Read More23Oct05 — 5
Senior Moment
In a way, I’m glad I don’t have proper Internet access. The BBC radio news yesterday evening was apocalyptically depressing. How much global death, disaster, and destruction is it possible to fit into one broadcast? Pakistan, Mexico, South-East Asia. The latest Economist—a journal not normally known for “quagmire” rhetoric—welcomes the Iraqi people’s recent vote on […]
Read More22Oct05 — 23
Unmarried Bliss
I bought a bed (well, two futon-sofas) yesterday. I haven’t put it together yet, but even sleeping on the mattress alone was a huge improvement on sleeping on the floor, where I developed a serious neckache and dreamt, amongst other strange things, about driving Santa’s sleigh—pulled by the usual reindeer, plus a fox. While I […]
Read More20Oct05 — 9
Go, Joan!
I wish I had the access time to weigh in detail over the Joan Rivers vs Darcus Howe fight on BBC Radio 4, especially as I have also encountered this annoying inverted racism from black people who object to my not referring to myself as “black” (or, indeed, “white”) and then accuse me of having […]
Read More20Oct05 — 0
Move Along
As usual during this ongoing PooterGeek Net access famine you won’t find much from me to entertain you here today. You could follow some of the “Most Recent Comments” links over on the right. What is it with you people and pasta? Or you could read this item over at Harry’s Place which has already […]
Read More19Oct05 — 2
Laddered
They came to install my broadband connection yesterday and the news was bad. Apparently the main cable is too far away and they’re going to have to “get Construction in” to move the access point nearer to the building and bring a link up to my flat—two weeks minimum before I’m back online properly. Sorry, […]
Read More18Oct05 — 1
Blanket Apology
For anyone who’s waiting for an email reply from me or even evidence that I am still alive, please accept my apologies and this ‘Blog post. I was unloading my belongings until 2:00 am this morning and have been sleeping on the floor for the past couple of days. I’ll be back to something like […]
Read More17Oct05 — 0
Those Cybercafé Blues
I’m still not properly connected yet, but I have my eye on you, Hak. In the meantime: Birmingham City 0 – Aston Villa 1 and do check out Gloria’s latest.
Read More15Oct05 — 3
No, That’s Not A Postage Stamp!
Yeah, it looks like a marble, but there’s a whole other universe in there. But you can’t see it, right? ‘Cause it’s folded up into one of the other twelve dimensions, ‘kay? Blue, man. I’ve never seen anything so blue. Hey. Your hair is, like, moving and there’s no wind. One day, I’m not just […]
Read More11Oct05 — 16
Pulling The Plug(s)
Things really really will be quiet around here for the next few days because I am moving from Cambridge to Brighton this week. During this time there will be a period of complete Internet “cold turkey”. Pray for me. See ya, Tabland. I’d like to say it’s been a blast, but I’d be lying.
Read More10Oct05 — 12
‘Women are spending too much time in sheds, and not everyone’s happy about it’
Further to this post, it’s time for a shed update from the Telegraph: The mystical covenant between men and sheds, an anchor of civilisation for centuries, appeared last week to be facing two dire threats to its existence; the advent of the £20,000 price tag, and an invasion by women. Twenty grand for a rickety […]
Read More09Oct05 — 8
Lest We Forget
Today is Saddam Hussein’s 666th day in captivity. As a mark of my respect for the legal head of the sovereign state of Iraq, currently imprisoned by the quislings of the Imperialists’ puppet regime, I am ‘Blogging this in my underpants.
Read More09Oct05 — 4
Family Stuff
Congratulations to my sister who, in the early hours of this morning, had a boy, Samuel, to go with her almost exactly three-year-old girl, Maisie. (This is typical of Clare’s bombproof organisational skills.) Congrats to my brother-in-law too who is a top dad. Get well soon to my mum, who, annoyingly, went into hospital this […]
Read More09Oct05 — 3
Talking Of La La
Scott Ritter is on BBC Radio Bloke right now. His opening argument is that Bush Snr was wrong because he was obsessed with removal of Saddam Hussein’s regime above all else. And that he was wrong because he stopped the first Iraq war before regime change. Now he is comparing Bush Jnr and Blair to […]
Read More09Oct05 — 3
Certified By A Chartered Surveyor
I am starting a new category on PooterGeek: “Mad As A House”. This will be for the looniest reality-denying tales of British property market craziness I read online. Here’s my first example. You know those “money surgery” type articles they have in the weekend broadsheets where some thirtysomething media drone living in London on £28K […]
Read More08Oct05 — 0
Public Service Announcement
Jackie would like people to check out this appeal over at Science Blog.
Read More08Oct05 — 1
Sven Speaks
“Yes-erh, well-erh, I’m erhfraid we in Englanddd feerhl that-erh Austrierh arerh not yet-erh ready to be admitteddd to full-erh memberrrship of therh Worlddd Cup-erh Finalss. I’ddd alsso like to take thisss opp-erh-tunity to say ‘Heh‘. “By therh way, I very much lik-erh what you herhf done with yerh hair, young lady. Woulddd you be ffree […]
Read More07Oct05 — 1
PooterGeek Snr Writes In Guardian Shocker
I’m not returning to normal ‘Blogging just yet, but those of you who still buy the rag might be interested to know that today, opposite the Graun‘s editorial “The blogging generation”, there’s a letter from my dad displaying geopolitical and musical insight of the calibre that keeps people all over the World coming back to […]
Read More06Oct05 — 6
PooterGlitches
People are emailing me to say that PooterGeek is flickering in and out of life at the moment, both the front page and the RSS feed. I could invent some gibberish explanation for this weirdness, but I really don’t know the reason for the current strange behaviour of the Pooter-server(s) and I haven’t the time […]
Read More05Oct05 — 4
Too Busy To Blog
Normal service will be resumed in a few days. Here’s a joke adapted from the Motley Fool. Talk amongst yourselves. A cabbie in London picks up a leggy nun. The cab driver can’t stop staring in the mirror. He says, “I have a question to ask, but I dont want to offend you”. “My son, […]
Read More04Oct05 — 13
Trainspotting. Really.
During the 80s, despite my father’s tribal loyalties lying further north, the Counsells had family membership of Leicestershire County Cricket Club. We would take a picnic and sit next to the sight screens. My mum fell in love with David Gower because he batted like a young god and his hair, curly and flashed with […]
Read More04Oct05 — 2
The End Times
You might have guessed from the thinness of posting here that I am busy at the moment, but the Anonymous Economist recommends this (non-free) editorial from the New York Times. I extract the first five and last three paragraphs: IF you believed Tom DeLay then, you no doubt believe now that the deposed House majority […]
Read More03Oct05 — 5
Virus Alert
One of my correspondents—quite possibly someone in Canada—has a dose of I-Worm/Mytob.HL. Please could you do something about it because I’m getting bored of the infected spam your machine is sending me. Thank you.
Read More03Oct05 — 5
Doesn’t Exactly Help With The Cashflow Problem
“Kate Moss to spend month in £2,250-a-night US clinic” Just think of all the coke you could buy with that kind of money.
Read More02Oct05 — 3
Walk Like A Man
Meanwhile, Leasey does her best to keep me from making potentially embarrassing fashion errors. From next month, however, I will be living in Brighton and, if Manolo’s Shoe Blog is anything to go by, preventing me from buying into the Spring 2006 menswear season will be her biggest challenge yet.
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