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Aww-ight Jesus?
‹ 28.2.01
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Apparently I work in "[a] computer that has been left by a careless giant". Fine by me.
‹ 28.2.01
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A few more weekend happenings ...
Saturday was weird but entertaining! I was feeling reasonably jaded all day after the previous two nights efforts so thought a spot of afternoon consumerism may help. It did. I'm now the proud owner of (amongst other things) a Kodak EZ200 digital camera. It takes pretty good pictures even in low light (with a bit of touching up in Photoshop), doubles as a webcam and takes ten second .avi clips. Not bad for £79.95!
I shuffled along that evening to flatmates Byron and Briar's farewell drinks in Wandsworth and started to feel verrry sleeepy after a couple of pints. Assorted punters were attempting to drag me out to Bagley's but I thought, nah, bugger that ... despite being as tired as sin I'll haul it to Heaven. Let "Freaky Coincidence Night" begin!
- The whole time I was there I kept thinking "Andy and David are here" (whom I haven't seen for weeks), and sure enough, around 3am, they stroll past. Weird.
- Andy says "You look like you've lost weight in your face" and I rationalised it as my wisdom teeth not having played up recently. As soon as I say down in easyEverything to kill a few hours after the club had closed, I had a prolonged shooting wisdom tooth pain. Ouch.
- While reading blogs, I visited plasticbag.org - now, easyEverything use Netscape4 (urgh) and I thought "Tom, this doesn't look as good as it does in IE" (I'm guilty of that as well). The next thing I read was this. Bizarre.
Sunday was mostly spent recovering and then onto a fun evening chez Meg and Luke in honour of the Australian's clock ticking over once more. I'll now indulge you with the whole documentary film-making thing ... ya know, just because I can - the evidence is here.
‹ 28.2.01
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Ahh, blogmeets™ ... nothing quite like infusing yourself with large amounts of alcohol (including this one's eponymous concoction) and meeting now slightly-less-random people (fresh cohorts to the left) to ensure a fine close to the week and a great start to the weekend. Hazy evidence is available here (you're right Meg, I am going to kill you!). See you all there next time ... if not sooner!
‹ 27.2.01
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Some bright spark in lastminute.com's marketing department has come up with the Office Flirt Test - looks like your bog standard personality quiz but the last sentence of the results page is a variation on this theme:
The only problem is that a reputation like yours can frighten people off before you get a chance to make your move - if you need some help softening them up first, click here.The "click here" takes you to lastminute.com. You're also encouraged to "find out how flirty your friends and colleagues are" by mailing them a link to the site. A cunning stunt indeed - there'll be more of this in the future, I'd expect.
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Soho does bad things to your liver (and your head too) but I'll pick myself up and dust myself off for tonight's blogmeet™ ... see y'all there!
‹ 24.2.01
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I've just spent an interesting lunchtime out flat-hunting round FinchleyValeWood ... things are a lot different to me old schowdent days, that's for sure. Back then, 95% of houses within a three to four block radius of the campus were re-let each year, so it was a simply matter of practicising your best charity collector impersonation, picking the street you wanted to live on, then trawling from one end to the other door-knocking and asking if the flat was free for the following year. Simple.
So anyway, after viewing a boxy canal-facing number and watching a group of death-defying American tourists nearly get themselves run over a dozen times on the crossing, we proceeded on to two reasonably good flats. It's hard to tell what's good and what isn't - I'm out of the loop on this whole flat-hunting thing really (having spent two years in the same place in Dunedin before coming over, then walking into the room I'm in now as soon as I arrived over here). I guess it's just a "go with your gut" feeling ... some places cut it, others don't.
‹ 23.2.01
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Hey kids! Draw Scooby Doo in six easy steps!
‹ 22.2.01
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Raver Meltdown: you can't swing a dead cat at Heaven on a Friday night without hitting one of these!
‹ 22.2.01
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Posts at a minimum today - working on a new project ... will see how it pans out :)
‹ 22.2.01
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Anagramatically correct? David Swish Cottage funks up "brainsluice" to get a whole host of other, less delectable combinations ... I'll admit to being incurable but as for the rest ... well ... I couldn't possibly comment.
‹ 21.2.01
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This time those damn Kabalarians have gone too far ... for the love of God, you should not condone the naming of any child Oompa-loompa!
[this post brought to you in association with Meg]
‹ 21.2.01
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Ah, that UK Passport Agency ... so helpful they are! Here's their "Guide To A Good Photo", cartoon stylee.
‹ 21.2.01
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Shite sandwich! Meg has the best travel stories bar none ... and they're even better when told in person :)
‹ 21.2.01
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Wired tackles human cloning in their highly readable article (You)²: a great primer on the topic along with interviews with assorted loons and academics involved in the whole debate.
‹ 21.2.01
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Radio 1 relaunch their site: what could have been the perfect opportunity to ditch the clunky old "forever-to-load" format hasn't happened - it's still as frustratingly slow as ever (and I'm on a speedy work connection). Still, there's a fair few new features to keep the proles happy and an entertaining
Coxy mini-site if you're a fan of the breakfasty Bolton lass (me = yes; Mo = no).
‹ 21.2.01
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I have just partaken of the Devil's food: Maynards limited edition alcoholic-flavoured wine gums. The delightful flavours included "White Wine Spritzer", "Vodka n' Lime", "Strawberry Dacquiri" and, truly the mingiest concept ever to grace the annals of confectionery, "Sangria". I know they're the Devil's food because I scoffed the whole damn tube. Ugh. He made me do it. Curse you, Angel of Darkness!
‹ 21.2.01
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Don't ask, don't tell?
‹ 21.2.01
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Speaking of church to pub conversions, an interesting article on same.
‹ 20.2.01
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'Ey oop, mi ducks! So how was Nottingham I hear you ask? Well, "muchus funnus" would sum it up nicely! Yes, as mentioned on Friday, I headed up for a taste of the Midlands over the weekend with club buddy Wade, staying with school buddies Tracy and Mike and, as anticipated, a great time was had by all.
Friday saw us hit the town, starting at the Pitcher and Piano (a purported £2,000,000 revamp of a massive old church to fantastic results), moving on to Indigo to warm up a little, then on to superclub Media for their "Traffic" evening (funky US & UK house). The club itself is spectacular - as a teen, I always had a vision of a theatre transformed into a nightclub and Media sees it realised. Gorgeous! Six of your English pounds to get in and unbelivably cheap drinks once you were inside: the first round was mine and four Breezers + a glass of wine came to only £11 (pick jaw up off floor David). Highly recommended.
After Saturday brunch, we headed to Nottingham Castle (which was odd in a "not really a castle at all" kind of way) then to the shops for a look-see. Saturday's dinner was a tasty Japanese number from the Skinny Sumo, then it was on to The Mill - a cosy gay pub - for one or two. Tracy was hit on by the barmaid (much to her, erm, "delight"?) and it was nice to see the "lesbians round the pool table" tradition extending half way round the world too! Some things never change :) After freezing our collective arses off in the queue for the "Hotdog" night at the apparently Morrocan-inspired The Lost Weekend, we ditched the continuating wait and returned to Media for "Renaissance" (scroll down). Another great evening of progressive house, sore legs, and satisfied bellies.
Sunday was another rise-late morning, followed by a jaunt to Sherwood Forest, home of a large oak tree and quite possibly the world's tackiest visitor's centre. Excellent stuff. So on the whole, an excellent city: friendly punters, good value, great times with excellent friends. What more could a wee Antipodean want?
‹ 20.2.01
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I'm off for the weekend to Nottingham where, I believe, men can still wear tights legitimately. My hosts for the duration are Tracy and Mike so a great time is virtually guaranteed ... tune in Monday for a report from "oop midlands".
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The funniest ad I've seen for a long long time ... bad kitties!
‹ 17.2.01
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What happens if your colleagues are convinced you're gay when you're really not? The answer's quite simple really: shower with one hundred women and publish the evidence online. That'll learn 'em!
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Freestylin' with the English language: very cool.
‹ 16.2.01
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Transport For London launch a new WAP service which would undoubtedly be bloody handy, if only I had a WAP phone.
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Hey kids! Why not try a Ghetto Scooter. It's the new wave in urban transportation, don'tcha know.
‹ 16.2.01
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Redesign round-up: Scally's Scalloblog has undergone a radical overhaul and has come out the other end looking suitably groovier!
‹ 15.2.01
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Following Luke's lead, I've been revisiting Weezer's excellent "Pinkerton". Maybe it's just the day, but a lot of the songs have great counter-relationship material. For example, track eight, "Pink Triangle":
I'm dumped, she's a lesbianTop quality!
I thought I had found the one
We were as good as married in my mind
But married in my mind's no good
Oh, pink triangle on her sleeve
Let me know the truth
Let me know the truth ...
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Meat farm!
‹ 15.2.01
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Disturbing Search Requests continues to amaze and delight: overnight I received "he's well endowed" and "free pics eunuchs" ... how appropriate for V.D.
‹ 15.2.01
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Urgh. I feel like that guy from the Travelocity ad who gets out of bed fully suited, is ground into the train doors by his fellow commuters, falls asleep at his desk and wakes up to find himself drooling over a pile of files. Not good. And on a lighter note, please, for the little children, say it with bile.
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The old varsity gang dutifully trundled along to The Bull & Gate in Kentish Town last night to cheer on one of our own: Duncan was playing gee-tar in a band called Junkwax. They weren't too bad ... a mix of Blondie, The Cranberries and The Cure (if that makes any sense) but I think the singer was having a bad voice day. They were sandwiched between an angsty teen band (great voice on the singer though) and a bluesy M.O.R. rock number, both of whom were pretty good too. For £4, an entertaining night out!
‹ 14.2.01
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Truly cringe-making tales from the front lines of ISP tech support. These remind me of the notebook of ridiculous queries we used to keep at the music store I worked in in New Zealand (honestly, for our own sanity, we had to do it). To wit:
Punter: "Do you guys sell cigarettes?"My sister (who used to work there as well) once got this classic:
Staff member: "Why yes, they're over in the combine harvester section."
Punter: "Do you have that song with "love" in it?"<blink>Argh!</blink>
Michelle: "Erm ... I think we may have something like that out the back."
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For all those punters who arrive on this site's doorstep looking for Kim Cattrall and Pepsi, you can find the ad here. Frankly, I was expecting a few more swallowing gags but hey, you can't win 'em all.
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Another enjoyable weekend has just slipped past: a repeat of a few weeks ago actually. Friday night / Saturday morning at Heaven followed by an extended recovery/ming session over the next two days. Ya know, as you do.
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A beginner's guide to logic.
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And in obligatory Anne Robinson news, American broadcaster NBC has ordered a 13-part series of Weakest Link, to be hosted by the good lady herself. The question is, will she have to say "Have a nice day!" immediately after "You are the weakest link, goodbye!"?
‹ 10.2.01
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Ali G interviews Posh and Becks:
"It must be amazing going out with a Spice Girl, but in an ideal world and - no disrespect to your bitch - in an ideal world wouldn't you have rather be with Baby?"Aiii!
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The next time you're on a construction site, impress female passers-by with your rapier-sharp wit: see The Erudite Laborer's Cries of Romance for more.
‹ 10.2.01
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When you're staring stupidity straight in the face, what do you do? Why, pay with stupid money of course.
‹ 10.2.01
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May I be the first to say that drinks last night were a lot of fun - the perfect antidote to an itchy-for-the-weekend Thursday: thanks to C-D-L-M-T!
‹ 9.2.01
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Shocking survey reveals New Zealand students have a drinking problem!
‹ 9.2.01
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Redesign round-up: Kylie relaunches gusset.net - could red be slowly replacing pink? Say it ain't so! Anyway, the result is great ... well done.
‹ 9.2.01
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Jump The Shark: chronicling the moments when TV shows go downhill.
‹ 9.2.01
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Note to Graham: You know, it kind of is like living in "This Life". Except I'm the only lawyer (and I'm not even doing that at the moment). And there's a lot less sex in public places (although I can only speak for myself on such matters).
‹ 8.2.01
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Thanks to Scally for being chef extraordinaire last night - lovely! Oh, and to Iain too for providing the dumbfounded viewer quotient while we watched Jackie Chan's "Who Am I?" - priceless!
‹ 8.2.01
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"The Weakest Link" hits Australia: look it's Sister Scott as Anne Robinson! For those of you who are curious:
"Perhaps best of all was Cornelia Frances who portrayed strict and officious Sister Scott, the bane of the nurses who worked for her. Frances stayed in the role three years and when she left Sister Scott was killed when a faulty lift failed to arrive as the doors opened, and she absent-mindedly stepped into the shaft and fell to her death."I couldn't think of anyone better. Oh dear God ... "The Young Doctors" flashback in progress ...
[via momorgan]
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I've said it before on this weblog and I'll say it again: Jack Chick is an idiot. Read this classic, then this spoof. Brilliant.
[via venusberg]
‹ 8.2.01
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1. Well, this day was a total waste of makeup ...
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Hate Gap? They do.
‹ 8.2.01
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Tribes of primitve hunters, with rhinestone codpieces rampant, should build pyra mids of Chevy engines covered in butterscotch syrup to exalt the diastolic, ineffable, scintillated and cacophonous salamander of truth which slimes and distracts from each and every orifice of your holy refrigerator, Sears be its brand. So there.
‹ 8.2.01
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Horses and carriages? Pah. Say it with bile this year and give that most saccharine of days a big "fuck you" (a 90% Meg / 10% Dave co-production).
‹ 8.2.01
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Betty Bowers' press release on the Cruise-Kidman split: "Oh, well, Tom won't be lonely for long. There's always that dear Helen Hunt woman. Her agent will pair her with anyone."
‹ 8.2.01
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E-street relaunches, in both London and Dublin flavours ... a handy little site indeed.
‹ 7.2.01
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Perpetual bubblewrap: kinda sums up my day quite nicely really.
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Unfortunate marquee juxtaposition: is that all women really want?
‹ 7.2.01
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Redesign round-up: Danny and Tom relaunch daily bread and plasticbag respectively ... and they're both looking great! I've neglected mentioning Dan's new look over at extenuating circumstances for far too long as well ... it's lovely.
‹ 7.2.01
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Worried about global climatic conditions in one to three billion years time? The answer is simple. Move the Earth.
‹ 7.2.01
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A happy Waitangi Day to you all! I plan on celebrating with a few NZ beers at an appropriately NZ-esque pub with fellow NZ types: still, it's a bit chilly to mark the occasion with the usual beach trip and barbecue. Never mind.
‹ 7.2.01
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A quiet day today - at home working because of the tube strike. By all accounts a shocking day of disruptions right across the capital (let alone for those who were physically assaulted as they tried to get to work - big hugs to Meg!). After living under the now repealed Employment Contracts Act for most of the 1990s, you kind of forget what these things are like.
The weekend was a lot of fun though - still not in top gear after being crook last week but I managed to squeeze in a few drinks at various locations on Saturday night: thanks to Iain for his military-style hospitality - he sure looked the part!
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My Dad will be so disappointed ... the myth that penguins fall over as they watch planes pass overhead has finally been debunked.
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Salon examines the Red Bull phoenomenon: watch out for those rampaging Bishopsgate stockbrokers!
‹ 3.2.01
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While I was infirm, I neglected to mention that Strangely Familiar got swankier and spawned a sister site - Passing Glances - as well. Check 'em out if you haven't already, and if you have ... check 'em out again. Much love and re-spect to Meg and Iain!
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Well done Joe ... five pounds to you!
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Oh bugger.
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‹ 2.2.01
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Congratulations to Tom and all the other winners of the inaugural Bloggies!
‹ 2.2.01
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The outlook for Thursday? Your guess as good as mine! (a nice shiny £5 note for the person who can name that obscure pop reference). Well, I've managed to drag myself back into the outside world - still feel like pus but at least it's a start. Thanks to those who offered get well wishes over the last couple of days (I'm just a big sook really) ... they were much appreciated!
‹ 2.2.01
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