What can be affirming on a day when you’re feeling just a little bit insecure? To me, Thursday provided it in the form of a phone call that made me feel a lot more positive… and getting thanked by someone for making a hopefully useful suggestion (you’re welcome, Matthew!)… and best of all, getting an e-mail from a very good friend that had been delayed for several days due to ISP problems—just a little note saying they’re out of town for a while.
Read More »Small Things
We watched Dreamcatcher last night. Was it worth the entry fee? Well, unsurprisingly, not really. But it was okay.
The main criticism going around seems to be, if you’ve not read the book, it might be awfully confusing due to how various elements are condensed. This is largely true: the ‘memory warehouse’ idea, for instance, doesn’t play as important a role here as in the book—in fact, it seems like merely a gimmick—so it probably should’ve been left out completely… and the way in which the gang of four’s history with Duddits is skimmed over quickly lessens his significance overall.
So now Blair is banning Happy Hours in pubs? Have I heard this right? My reaction: at least, for once, this new initiative isn’t one of the endless stream of ploys to screw more money out of people (to consolidate some of Brown’s humongous debts)… but it’s still another instance of asserting a growing degree of control over people’s lives. *sigh*
Can I just briefly say that Tony Blair is a bastard and all politicians are scum? I’ve said it before, but I’m worried I might not be allowed to do it before long. Thanks.
Read More »Your Legal Daily Entitlement to Oxygen is…
I realised in the early hours this morning: yesterday was the tenth anniversary of the death of comic book legend Jack Kirby. I haven’t really read many comics in the last decade or so, but Kirby will always stand tall. Hard to believe it’s been so long.
Read More »Remembering the King
Well, much to my surprise, mom did finally decide to give Lord of the Rings a fair hearing. We watched the first two episodes recently. Not on the same night, okay! 🙂 She hates this kind of thing normally, but all the hype and good reviews weakened her resolve. Of course, she ended up thinking they were terrific, and we plan to see the final part at the cinema soon. (Not right now; we’re both suffering from yet another cold virus at the moment. Lovely.)
Watching The Two Towers a second time helped resolve some of my own reservations about it. I’m told the extended version has better editing, but on the whole, I enjoyed it better than the first viewing. Look, I won’t forgive Jackson for the Christopher Lee thing in a hurry, but that doesn’t mean I don’t admire this work on many levels. It’s a genuine achievement.
Read More »Convert to the Ring
I’m not sure what made me think this, really… I was just pondering all the ‘dead’ sites out there. There are loads of ’em. There’s a site out there by me, actually, that hasn’t been updated for six years, but still exists. (Just a fan site on Geocities. I’ve long since been unable to access it.)
Read More »Macabre Thought
I haven’t looked at my search requests for a while. Most of them come from Google, and I get quite a lot of them these days, even if my regular readership has remained fairly static.
Here are the searches I’ve had since around 10pm last night (w/my comments added):
CHEZ CHRISSIE
Presumably, someone who knows this site’s title/URL, but prefers to surf in from Google rather than use a bookmark. Bizarre.
Read More »Searching Again
My host, Datasnake, moved to a new server over the weekend, so you might have noticed a few hiccups and slight weirdness. Movable Type grumbled… Read More »We Resume Normal Services
You have to love George Bush. He has an innate crudeness that is almost charmingly primitive. But not quite. The latest news is, he apparently wants to know WHY no WMDs were found in Iraq.
Well, Dubya, old buddy, that sure is a toughie. My only suggestion is: take a wild guess. It might just save you an extra few million bucks.
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I have to say that John Lydon is tremendously entertaining on the latest I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here, in what is otherwise a pretty tired lineup. This, from someone who never liked the Sex Pistols. Then again, I had few thoughts about anarchy when I was seven or eight years old; the attitude probably seems more relevant today. Maybe I should go buy a copy of Never Mind the Bollocks…
Read More »He Ain’t No Human Being
