Yes, I’m busy and I hope regular readers will be patient with me. As Norm pointed out to me earlier today, the fourth third hit on Google for the word “Euston” is the Euston Manifesto. Not Euston Station [click image to enlarge] Worryingly, this blog, which has thrived on stories of my loserhood, is being […]
Read MoreThis a is funny post about Grumpy Old Men.
Read MoreMight be a bit quiet around here for the next couple of days. I’ve been booked, at extremely short notice, to shoot a wedding—and not in a Kill Bill kind of way.
Read MoreI’m at that singles event I’m supposed to be photographing. I’m holding my new camera. It’s not discreet like my old one. The vertical grip is attached and I have a wireless flash with me. I don’t have one of those penis-extension telephoto lenses, but I still look like a paparazzo. MAN IN SUIT: Are […]
Read MoreEarlier on PooterGeek, Linda passed on a nice thing someone had said about me. Since I was invited a few days back to take my camera along and shoot a singles night, this seems a good time to respond at excessive length. [Sorry, Linda, this isn’t that long post about how wonderful you are.] Despite […]
Read MoreOnce we would bond by grooming each other to remove parasites. Now we log into each others’ blogs to delete spam posts.
Read MoreThis blog has been treading water lately because I have been acutely busy. I hope in the next couple of weeks I’ll get back into more of a routine and I’ll be able to tidy up PooterGeek’s design, finish off some long-overdue extended posts, and write some more substantial new stuff. I also hope I’ll […]
Read MoreYou might remember this post in which the Geek stumbled upon an art project designed to bring strangers together in strange ways. If you’d like to sign up for it yourself go here.
Read MoreThe Ablutionist published an excellent post yesterday describing exactly the sort of casual wanging around of the word “racist” that I referred to on Friday. I wonder what advocate-but-not-adopter of the Stone Age lifestyle Fiona Watson would have thought if she had overheard my mother on a bus telling me as a child whenever my […]
Read MoreThis evening I’d like to talk shit with you all. It’s interesting that many of the people most eager to brand those they disapprove of as “racist” have never been victims of real racism in their lives. I am wary of using the word. Since I left the town I grew up in (and escaped […]
Read MoreThanks to PooterGeek’s hosts upgrading their servers, I’ve been getting a lot of spam lately, but guess what: some of the stuff they try to sell you in those emails really works. Women were powerless to resist Damian’s bubbly new look. I also need to buy some looser trousers.
Read MoreIf you search the medical literature for “D Counsell”—type “Counsell-D [AU]” into the search box here—half the papers returned have my name on them; the other half carry the name of an anaesthesiologist who didn’t drop out of medical school. Today someone emailed the wrong D J Counsell to offer him a temporary consultant anaesthetics post. […]
Read MoreBrighton and Hove’s local newspaper is called The Argus. Its staff don’t have much to write about: the football team and its struggle for a stadium, resident micro-celebrity Zoe Ball and her slightly more famous husband Fat Boy Slim. I think I’ve only bought a copy twice. Yesterday was the second time. Why? Because of […]
Read MoreUPDATE 2: Would you believe I’m trying to fix all this while builders are fixing a broken pipe that’s flooded my flat? UPDATE: PooterGeek now looks strange to all of you. I hope normal service will be resumed soon. It has come to my attention that PooterGeek suddenly looks strange to those of you reading […]
Read MoreMy friends Auriol and Peter Auriol and Peter are the over-dressed ones in the middle. [click image to enlarge] are running the London Marathon in aid of Guide Dogs For The Blind. Give ’em some money and a big, daft, blond dog some useful work to do.
Read MoreTwo of the many dangers waiting for me on the road to the local supermarket are second-hand shops with tables full of old books outside them. I know that, if I am not strong, I will not only forget what I set out to buy, but will wind up wasting time, space, and money. There […]
Read MoreWhen I was about nine years old I told a bunch of advancing micro-racists that I wasn’t scared of them because “Jesus was on my side”. That the Son of God was shamefully absent throughout my subsequent twatting should have been a lesson to me then, but it was a few more years before I […]
Read MoreSorry, PooterGeekers. I do have a lot of ideas for things to write here, but I don’t have any time to write them this week. I don’t even have time to cut-and-paste a joke here as I usually do before I take a few days off from ‘Blogging. Amongst other little chores I’ve been doing, […]
Read MoreOn the way to Hot Wheels‘ most excellent party yesterday I met an Englishwoman with a bass who plays in a New Cross bluegrass band. She was wearing an “I’m Up For A Chat On The Tube” badge that turned out to be a product of a conceptual art project to bring random people together. […]
Read MoreYou won’t be surprised to read that I thoroughly approve of miscegenation. One day the whole world will be beige. There will be no war, all corner shops will sell five-spice, and no one will be able to make a buddy movie featuring a funny black sidekick. It always made me smile that the genome […]
Read More“Women chose funny men as relationship partners despite often rating them as less honest and intelligent,” the researchers said in the study published in the journal Evolution and Human Behaviour. In other news: Actor Tom Cruise has branded a story suggesting he is to split from pregnant fiancee Katie Holmes “100% false”. The denial came […]
Read MoreIt’s been years since I received an anonymous Valentine (the best kind, obviously), but today I got a particularly fine e-card from a mystery individual—it even had a lovely little jazz piano soundtrack. If the sender is reading this I’d just like to say thank you. It made my day.
Read MoreI was browsing a newsagent’s shelf the other day at a rail station and noticed that, given the current unrest, February’s Wired has an unfortunate cover: Ironically, as Slashdot notes today, the Wired Website carries an interesting report today on some research into misunderstanding the intended tone of emails. As if you needed telling, email […]
Read MoreBrighton city centre, one block from the sea front: I am walking along the street on my way to deliver some film to a developing lab when I notice that two police have been called to deal with an abandoned suitcase. It has been left flat on its side in the middle of the pavement […]
Read MoreHere is the BBC’s recent picture gallery about education in Sierra Leone. The Benevolent Kumrabai Rogbanah School was once a train station. The children have never seen a train—the railway closed in 1974. It is a reminder of how prosperous Sierra Leone once was. The conditions are cramped with some children forced to sit on […]
Read MoreLet’s just say I can see what their problem is.
Read MoreIt used to be a common pattern: first they’d misspell my name “Damien” and then they’d make a joke about 70s horror classic The Omen*. This has been fading lately, except with those of a certain age—step forward, Hak. Unfortunately, the self-eating content monster has finally got round to remaking the 1976 original. Here we […]
Read MoreAt least two of the broadsheets have had agony columns that invite readers to respond with answers to other readers’ problems. A few years back one (I think it was the Guardian) printed a letter from a woman despairing of her live-in boyfriend ever “growing up” and marrying her. The majority of the female contributors […]
Read MoreBoing Boing has an item about how “frighteningly easy” it is to use FedEx to send stuff to Afghanistan. Apparently it’s also “frighteningly easy” to send things to Rwanda and Bhutan. Since my mum was on the phone to me earlier this week wondering how she could send some prints of my photos of Maisie […]
Read MoreWriter (and prolific Harry’s Place commenter) SeanT, aka Toffee Womble, is also displeased with the lack of fact-checking in contemporary publishing that led to the success of the largely made-up James Frey memoir A Million Little Pieces: The second reason I am personally pissed off with James ‘I spent eight minutes in prison’ Frey is […]
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