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Monthly Archives: October 2006

Only connect – coinkidinks

Like a lot of people, I find happiness in uncovering patterns, whether it’s playing Sudoku, looking for chains in solitaire, or people and their behaviour.  Of the many points of synchronicity today, the most resonant was walking towards a gaggle of Japanese girls – walking in a straggly line a few yards apart – all [...]

Only connect

It is one of the many ironies of my life that I earn a living connecting things – systems, people, ideas, money, resources – when I am so shockingly bad at connecting with them myself.  I can, and do, connect words and ideas, but I find it increasingly difficult to connect with people.  Perhaps it’s [...]

Quiet

I’ve been very quiet recently. All the words have been squeezed out of me either by, at or travelling to and from work. I hit the imagination pedal and there’s no acceleration of words to take me away from things, no flights of fancy to simmer the stew of tube-rage, no idle juxtapositions [...]

Chunnelling

On the train yesterday were all the ingredients for a fabulous empanada.  By which, I mean a middle-class pie.  Although thinking about it, a soufflee is more apt.  And more full of hot air.  Anyhoo.  People.
I still like to think of trains in terms of the slam door compartments of my youth – I shall [...]

Commuter paranoia

I think I was taking things a bit far this weekend.  While out for a random shopping trip in town I was accosted (ok, gently asked) by a young lady dressed all in green and wearing whiteout on her face if I would like some of her ‘own space’ (while holding out a small cardboard [...]

Don't look back in anger

is such a pile of arse.  Look back.  Burn.  Do better.  Repeat until death.

Title me pink

My favourite observation of the day was outside Woolies, a sign for the Christmas sales – Hot Action Man Toys, which was begging to be re-punctuated Hot Action, Man Toys.
And whoever invented ‘checkout captains’ at Sainsburys… I salute you. I will put my candidature forward for ‘Bacon Sargeant’ the moment it [...]

Rasputin's left knee cap

Ways this could go:
- adventure story in the style of the 39 Steps. Treasure in a statue of Rasputin.
- Docu weepie…. tramp with false leg – Russian migrant in NY. Leg blown off in the WWII (time period?) – keeps picture of Rasputin wrapped round the top of his leg. Blames the Monk / [...]

Catch 911

The story Michael Moore wishes he’d written.

Jesus on the wing

(commentator) ‘…Anyway, fair play to the little Jesus fella. The bearded wonder has done great since his transfer from Pharisee Disunited. Now if he could just learn to lift his head up before the final delivery he’d find the quality of his crosses so much easier to bear. And the sackcloth and ashes is certainly [...]