I see that football appears to be infesting TV again. Live and let live, but I’ve never understood games with balls. Well, some of them
Month: February 2007
Shave me eyebrows?
So what’s all this shaving tiny bits out of your eyebrows business, eh?
Drunk driving bitch
I got to hear the news today that a girl working for a company I have a relationship with (the company not the girl), was
Satire
Satire is a wonderful thing. The satirical writers of our world make us laugh by pointing at those who should be laughed at. Satire isn’t
Bob’s Bob?
Maybe that goldfish is trying to tell you his name is Bob.
Flash mobbing
I think the sport of streaking first started in the 1970s. This was the completely harmless yet completely pointless activity of taking all one’s clothes
Motivate to Metric
Good to hear that Ireland has removed all the silly imperial road signs spouting stuff like ‘miles per hour’ speed limits and has properly replaced
Whose holocaust?
Last month we had ‘Holocaust Memorial Day’. Why do Jews never really acknowledge the “others” who were gassed, shot, or in other ways ‘terminated’ by
Emergency Radio
Reading through the ‘Preparing for Emergencies’ book we all got quite a while ago, I notice that I have to gather up my belongings and
Being 19
In conversation, I very very occasionally drop into the discussion that I am 19 years of age (Ok, I actually say it a lot). This
Time to cull the old people at Radio 1
What’s going on at Radio 1? Either there is some obscure mental condition affecting those in control or it’s really really really time to cull
The Fear that is London
In America, well New York, even before September 11th 2001, an interesting thing was happening. Crime was falling dramatically, and even murder had reduced by
Fear of mono
Around and about radio enthusiast sites and mass debating pits I notice there continues this horror and fear of mono. Why are (radio anorak type)
Chris Evans’ TV set
I never really liked Chris Evans on the radio other than when he was first on GLR. I thought he was good on the Big
Valentine’s Day hype
I realise that Valentine’s Day is a hype. It is a device used to generate profit for those who publish and sell cards. And those
Reducing radio audiences
How to reduce your audience if you run a radio station:
It was god what dunnit
Natural disasters. As in, earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, tornadoes, hurricanes, etc., etc. When the initial time spent telling the horror stories is over, we enter
Kidnap
As a small science experiment yesterday, I decided to kidnap somebody. Well, it wasn’t just yesterday. I’d been planning it for a little while, and
Avoiding Happy Slaps
Videoing drive-by shootings is popular in America. As you may know, a regular game is that a bunch of kids will steal a car, drive
Muslims say tough shit to victims
Remember the Tsunami? And the aftermath? What I do find interesting is that the Muslim world seems to not have been that forthcoming with aid
The year of the cat
It’s the day after my birthday, and so I’ve called this journey to my next birthday the year of the cat. I am determined that
My Malignment Mess
I’ve been having extended correspondence with a gentleman I appear to have upset. Nothing unusual there you may say. Apparently I have ‘maligned’ him through
Door to door god salesmen
Door to door sales people piss me off. I don’t want their double glazing. I don’t want their god. So, I was pissed off to
Radio is a patchwork blanket
I’ve mentioned before my obsession with radio. That’s how radio programmes work and so on.
The Dixons Magnet
Once upon a time I bought things because of what I refer to as the ‘Dixons magnet’. Dixons used to be the name of a
Could we really live with peace and love?
I doubt we will see a real peace until we eradicate a few of the dominant and aggressive religions from the world. It is those
So Jesus Christ was buried in Kashmir, eh?
What an interesting programme I just watched on BBC Four. I’m actually quite surprised that I haven’t heard tales of the BBC being burned at
Jews make chickens giddy
You couldn’t make this up could you. But where did it originate from?
England's England 