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Monthly Archives: October 2006

Ties for the boys

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

No-one reads this, so I can’t alienate anyone.  So.  Football.  Television.  Why is it that BBC presenters don’t wear ties except on a Saturday afternoon?  Is it a popularity thing?  Is it some unwritten rule of televisual religion (alongside Garth Crooks asking some asinine (closed) questions with the most bizarre inflection yet displayed by an [...]

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My grolsch vitriol

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Snap fshhh goes another can
as burble nghhhh goes his brain
He is late, literally,
and yes, literally.
And yet literate
enough to read reports
of Important Things
that make More Sense
with a seasoning
of Lager.
Words are composed
on the tip of email’s tongue
Yet not sent
Because what is done
cannot be ctrl – Z

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Original synne

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

There’s a big problem in my line of work.  And that is the desire to be original.  I felt it much more keenly when I was in bands, but it’s very much present in my writing, and to a lesser extent, blogging.
It is inevitable that I cannot have a truly original thought.  Occasionally, I may [...]

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Boys run wild in the city

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Is there really that big a difference between a pinstripe suit and pajamas?

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Mental sidings

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Despite what I wrote the other day, I did have a fairly vivid dream this morning – mainly because I was awake at 4am and knew that I wouldn’t have time for another full sleep cycle before the alarm went off.
I dreamt of a new form of escalator on the tube – essentially a rubberised, [...]

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Sigh

Monday, October 9, 2006

As ever, competing with everyone.  Yet no-one is competing with me.  It’s been holding me back for nearly twenty years.  Sigh.  Ironically, it’s probably football that’s to blame.  Well, I’m not exactly sure how it’s ironic; moronic, maybe.
But still.  Scared of not being any good.  Or more accurately, scared of how good other people are.  [...]

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Laptops on a train

Monday, October 9, 2006

Wahey! It’s a laptop party. And I’m invited. A frenzy of tapping and clicking surrounds me as there are three other people in the car / box / group of seats all with their laptops out. Rather sadly, two of us have actually moved to be in this part of the [...]

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Old folks roam

Sunday, October 8, 2006

Today, I saw an old man pootling down the road.  Not so noteworthy, except he was on a Segway.  With his old lady hanging off the back.  I guess it’s true – same old trick, new dog.  Or should that be ‘hog’?
Will there be gangs of OAPs cruising down the high street on their way [...]

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Her skin was black metallic

Sunday, October 8, 2006

A dim glint of recognition. The same tilt to the head, hair flicked away from one ear. She’s not as exotically dressed as I remember, but her hair’s still jet black and her eyes are still ringed with kohl.
About six feet apart we both pause, marginally. Enough for a mumbled ‘hi’. [...]

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Dreaming

Sunday, October 8, 2006

I’ve always led a highly disappointing dream life. Not that I remember many dreams. The ones I do recall tend to be rather mundane, parallel lifetime sequences when my brain plays out what could / could have happened had something / someone been different.
I’ve always been envious of people who go star-hopping or dragon-slaying [...]

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