There’s an advert for some wine that is rubbish and a gaping example of the awfulness of the endless aspirational advertising the TV vomits at us. A review: http://tumblr.com/ZjhGTyDlPL6t
Tweets
- Only appropriate reaction. RT @gillianmarshall: Been jolted awake by my boyfriend practically screaming in horror about the Community news.
- .@Sipowicz81 and me go way back. He's new to twitter. He has 4 followers. Give him some pity follows for Christ's sake, it's making me sad.
- There clearly aren't enough Greek politicians willing to renege on their party manifesto in a misguided power grab. We should export Clegg.
- When life gives you two giant teddy bears, hug it out. http://t.co/bnrjVKPG
- Hollande and Merkel said they use English when translators exit the room. Cameron will wonder why Euro leaders stop using it when he enters.
- Watch the Europocalypse, disjointedly translated, live on the BBC.
- Advertising is helping me be a modern man. Until now I thought they called it combination skin because it was a chastity belt for my face.
Reads
- Charlie Brooker | When you lose touch with popular culture, it's tough to get back | Comment is free | The Guardian
- Robert J. Benz: A Challenge for Men to Give Up Porn | HuffPo
- OMG, You Guys Are All So Street! But What Is Street? | VICE
- We must move beyond growth versus austerity | The A-List | Must-read views on todayâs top news stories â FT.com â FT.com
- Robert Reich (The Answer Isn't Socialism; It's Capitalism that Better Spreads the Benefits of the Productivity Revolution)
- How billionaires destroy democracy - Salon.com
- David Graeber: New Police Strategy in New York – Sexual Assault Against Peaceful Protestors « naked capitalism
- Hollande and Merkel: Fireworks ahead | The Economist
- A lucid analysis of how the 1% got to be that way, and how the 99% can fight back | Mal Warwick's Blog on Books
- For one week only, I'm allowed to say it: I get babies | Charlie Brooker | Comment is free | The Guardian
- Charlie Brooker: The future of the NHS? Cough up, fleshbags | Comment is free | The Guardian
- Truthdig - The Polite Conference Rooms Where Liberties Are Saved and Lost
Annual comeback post.
24th January 2012
You would think, having not written anything on this for many months, and it appearing as if it has become an annually updated blog, like the minutes of the AGM of everything I've not been doing, that I would have loads to say. People say that don't they? When they bump into an old friend and they say 'OH MY GOD I'VE GOT SO MUCH TO TELL YOU WHERE DO I START?!' This blog entry is the opposite of that, both in that I have nothing to tell you and I'm not even talking to anyone. I'm essentially just telling myself I have nothing to say. So, please, continue reading.
This …read the rest »
A stink worse than shit.
18th July 2011
I was unemployed for a quite a while. I could provide the backstory to all that, but it would be a several thousand word tangent on top of the several hundred word tangent that is to follow. Upon eventually getting a low paid but quite rewarding job, doing the training I needed to before I could start, and waiting a couple of months for my first pay day, I treated myself to a ticket to see Doug Stanhope in Manchester. I also got tickets for two people I knew wanted to see him, my gigging companions Sarah and Fern.
I'm not certain, but I think I am one …read the rest »
Strangers talking crap.
15th November 2010
I'm pretty dull, as far as one might commonly measure such a thing. I spent most of my early to mid 20s getting pissed with variously abominable consequences. I dread to think what I'd have been like if I'd done drugs. Now my hangovers come with a cold and generally leave me unfit to do anything apart from watch TV and eat for a period of 24 hours. It's lucky that I really like TV and eating, but not so much that I'm inclined to impose a sick day from life (as uneventful as mine is) upon myself with any great frequency. It's pathetically typical that I will …read the rest »
Strangers talking back.
11th August 2010
I know, right? You didn't have to wait six weeks for this one. What the flip? Well, if I don't catch up a bit quicker then I'm going to leave myself with a backlog of pointless writing so overwhelming that I'll be utterly disinclined to embark on any of it whatsoever. In this entry I'll be discussing a gig I did as well as a gig that I caught the end of on the way home. Which should involve less waffle. Well, not less waffle, where would the fun be in that? I mean less words. Concentrated waffle. As well as an attempt at relative brevity I'm not covering …read the rest »
Miles of mediocrity.
29th July 2010
Perhaps it's because the next three gigs were pretty mediocre affairs (in terms of my performance) that I've put off writing this one for a while. Not that frequency is something I can otherwise make a claim to, but even so. I had three gigs on consecutive nights, travelling over 300 miles in 56 hours to not make people laugh very successfully. Awesome.
At this point I had done ten gigs. Ten gigs and I've already managed to amass several thousand self-indulgent words about it. I know I already broached this topic but fuck me, the internet is an endless …read the rest »