Hellfire and irony
Check out Where Is My Gay Apocalypse?. Slightly overdone, but witty.
Check out Where Is My Gay Apocalypse?. Slightly overdone, but witty.
Well, it’s now about 10 weeks since I fell and hurt my knee while snowboarding. I’ve had about eight physiotherapy sessions and spent about 60 hours exercising my knee in an attempt to get it better. I currently have a list of 16 exercises to do twice a day, and a few extra exercices to [...]
[update: the following is a warning of the confusion that can ensue if you skim read articles and write blog entries when you should be working ;-)] The Guardian (may require registration) reports today that Baroness Young is on the shortlist to be the next Chairman of the BBC. You may remember Baroness Young as [...]
This lunchtime, I went to Sainsbury’s. Not exciting in itself, but pretty interesting when you consider that I scanned my own shopping and paid a machine instead of a human. Yes, Sainsbury’s Islington have introduced self service checkouts. The way they work is that you scan all your stuff and put it in bags. The [...]
S and I went to Tate Modern last Friday evening to check out the Weather Project. I was most interested by the way that people reacted to the space. Loads of people were lying on the floor, staring up at themselves reflected in the ceiling. The response on entering the Turbine Hall was pretty much [...]
Sarah and I were woken at 2.30 this morning by Sarah’s phone ringing. She answered, of course, thinking there had been some huge work or family crisis. As I gradually came round, the end of the conversation I could hear made me think a number of things (apart from “what’s the bleedin’ time?”), including: It [...]