Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Mark E Smith reads the football scores

And this you didn't know you needed to see. Honest. M E Smith reads the football results on Grandstand. Cue Theme from Sparta FC

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/s.bending/index.html

Time is the fire in which we burn

As Dr Soong says in Generations. And it is true. When do we get enough time? When we retire? When the kids grow up? When we die? When we are in a Vietnamese gaol facing a firing squad (hello Gary Glitter)?

Wrote a long post from the Gulf, which was swallowed by the ether. And is lost, like tears in rain...

Monday, November 14, 2005

what the fuck is it about mornings?

I mean why do people who like them think they are morally superior to people who don't? Like me. So I am currently in a differnent time zone so technically getting up half an hour before I go to bed (copyright Monty Python), and it is not making me a better person!
QEFuckingD, as they say.
I am not sure where I am, as if I ever am. Well it isn't the first world, because there are too many poor people, and it isn't the new world and the third world does not have Ferrari showrooms. Does this make it the zeroth world?
What it does is make me want to be rich, because it would be so much nicer. I mean the money and stuff would be great, as would the not working, but the rich get to make and stay in such nice environments. Bit Disney, but I have no problem with that. It is like real life but nicer, easier and bloody expensive. Ah, Richworld - that's where I am.

blessed st michael

2 goals in 5 minutes to beat the Argies. THAT is why we needed Michael Owen back!

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

The Fellowship of the Sins

A Martin Scorscese adaptation of Tolkien, where a bunch of young seminary students go on a long trek to return a piece of the true cross.

Well it could happen.

Apparently this blogging larke ain't making me money.



The Mighty Reds triumphed 3-0 over Anderlecht. But I can't help thinking that Chelsea lost out of spite. Now we have to take a point from Real Betis to go through or face having to get a result at Stamford Road. Bastards. I can't even be happy when they lose!

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

The Habit


In a hole in the ground lived a Hobbit. Someone must have been telling lies about Bilbo B, because one fine day, without doing anything wrong, he was arrested.

Just testing out a new form of literary mash-up. Looks rather promising to me. Future titles will include the Two Towels, in which Bilbo B stakes his claim to a position on the beach.

One goes out, one comes in. Friend of a Friend (Friend^2?) has just died of alcoholism, and another friend has brought a new flower into the world. So it Goes.

Reminder of the damage of addiction, and the Habit. So, we start again with a day 1 and keep striving for the path.

Cameron or Davis? The young Tories all muttered Cameron...

No terrorist attacks in this country for ages. Obviously our governments totally paranoid attempts to make us all carry identity cards (which the bombers would have been entitled to), produce 40 different types of ID to open a bank account (which the Economist points out is then never studied because there are too many financial transactions to track, and besides terrorism is low cost) is having an effect. Not by detecting terrorists as such, but they are spending all their time filling in bloody forms.

So, let's have the Daleks view of this. Or possibly the new Doctor Who.