Archive for July, 2006
Wednesday, Jul 12th, 2006
Categories: blog
is summed up in one sentence by the prescient-as-usual adam kotsko:
I hate that the continued existence of George W. Bush and the high-ranking officials in his administration means that I cannot in good conscience maintain a position of blanket opposition to the death penalty.
secondly, a massive warship has parked* outside my flat.
this inspired my voluntarily bald downstairs neighbour to stand under his plastic england flag collection and belt out some sub-sinatra schmaltz, seemingly unsatisfied with the projection of his hi-fi. he had passion.
thirdly, news reached me that a school-friend i believed to be getting shot at in Afghanistan has quit the marines. i will probably stop reading the lists of deaths now. now he only has to flunk out the RAF and he is on course to be a fireman. if that means we can call him fireman sam instead of navyboy, it’s all good as far as i’m concerned.
*go to hell, navy-boy
Tuesday, Jul 11th, 2006
Categories: blog
You know John Cleese’s real name is John Cheese? I lost a lot of respect for him when i found that out…
Lucy Cheesman, 2006
Sunday, Jul 9th, 2006
Categories: blog
a friend of a friend lives in a cage and subsumes his will within his masters’.
a friend of another friend has gone to fight a war he chooses not to understand.
a friend from school has not once suggested i should share in what he believes to be his eternal salvation.
Sunday, Jul 9th, 2006
Categories: blog
i bought my brother an anti-ipod. you don’t need headphones. you don’t need a usb cable. instant karma!
have reached page 730 of war and peace. it is reading me. more addictive than neighbours. seriously.
Friday, Jul 7th, 2006
Categories: blog
i mean to have said my room has been tidied. the idea of this being done by a fire is not fanciful in the least; only supernatural forces could have achieved such a thing, and i am told fire is commonly a manifestation of ye gods. but where is:
dudley perkins’ classic 2006 album ‘expressions’?
love’s 1967 album ‘forever changes’?
my digitech delay pedal?
my diamond encrusted statue of james brown???
ok one of those i can’t prove i ever actually owned. but i had to chuck it in there in recognition of the countless records i KNOW i used to own, i can SEE the gaps on my oh-so-geekily alphabetised cd rack, i just don’t know what the hell they were. this causes me far more anguishes than my james brown memorabilia.
i only found a cap with an england flag on it. so much for karma
