UNAPPETIZING FOODSTUFF DESCRIPTIONS: Supermalt
A helpdesk fella has just popped in to my office to disentagle yet another flaw with Windows 2000 Professional and spied a kay of Yebisu Malt Beer. Now Yebisu is one of my favourite Japanese beers and su[…]

Libidinize THIS!
Here’s a question which I asked in the comments box to this posting but which I wanted to highlight because it seems to run contrary to established rules of economics (or capital if you prefer):
How come the cheapest fish fing[…]

I’ve become less self-conscious about walking out of films: second to get the chop this year was Jacques Lacan’s Psychoanalysis: Part One, after 45 of its threatened 60 minutes. The film, probably made for TV, was shot in 1974 by Benoit J[…]

Reading Any Human Heart by William Boyd I got a sense of deja vu. It reminded me of something. A wide ranging novel about a twentieth century life, staring an artist of sorts who intersects with real people at key moments of history. An interesting s[…]

Timewyrm: Revelation – Paul Cornell (8/10)
(TARDIS crew: 7th, Ace; VILLAIN: The Timewyrm, Chad Boyle, Rupert Hemmings)
(Okay, I was slacking for a little bit in my writing; you all have my heartfelt apologies. The hiatus has given me a chance t[…]

you know yr living in the future when
you discover that in predictive txt if you write “tongue” but omit the “e” you get “vomit”[…]

you know yr living in the future when
you read a headline like DRONES PING TERRORISTS’ MOBILES
(it’s up there w.”btw i haf queued all yr grime”)[…]

From borscht to barbeque — one of the treats about the get-together at my friends Hans and Kathy’s place, besides the excellent range of food (extremely well-marinated steak, excellent chicken, a good selection of salads and so forth) was[…]

The Robin Hood is a People’s Pub. All the net profits are given away to worthy community causes. Hurrah! I have no idea how much money is actually left after costs are met but judging from the beer prices (usual Brighton extortion) it must be a[…]

Where ARE the trash cans? — it’s a sign of my swaddled and coddled existence being an American that one of the first frustrations I had in London when I started visiting again regularly in 2000 was the lack of trash cans in certain areas,[…]