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Monthly Archives: September 2010
the toilet screams of the lock confused
Still some number-crunching to do, but statistics for how many people on the Edinburgh to Aberdeen train route don’t know how a train toilet works will be with us soon. Wednesday 9am wake up in Stand Flat – unlock bedroom … Continue reading
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the spelling of a fool
(Expect appalling spelling below. it is late, my eyes are dry. the focus of cigarettes and alcohol now a month away – I hope to be able to focus again soon) Since Monday and the acupuncturist and Aric Sigman, I … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 8 Body popping and Baked beans
The Daily Mail quote on the front cover of Remotely Controlled is “how TV is quite literally killing us”. so get ready for the ride Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 7 Sexual Miscreants and Turtles
Let’s get the DVd over and done with straight away. I have had Julien Donkey Boy for at least seven years. I think I bought it from a play.com sale where they had lots of arthouse for sale so I … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 6 Offal in the Arthouse and William Morris’s wallpaper intentions
I had a delightful gig at mac in Birmingham (even though I discovered I had wasted possibly minutes capitalizing it with every tweet and facebook mention. It is lower case. I have looked like a case insensitive fool for all … Continue reading
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warped nostalgia blog from Gervais Fame Tour – eyeshadow hair oddity
Here is another myspace blog from Fame tour of 2007. In this one I have a scalp cracked and lumpy by the application of mascara by a man who knows the heavyweight champion of the world. Oh dear, Wednesday was … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 5(b) Socrates, Jesus and John Wayne
“Four centuries earlier Socrates at Athens observed that a really righteous person would be so unacceptable to human society that he would be subjected to every humiliation and crucified” I would like to be The Lawnmower Man at times. I … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 5 (a) Bacon and Suedeheads
My Chapter One project, considered quite stupid by some, has gone awry today. Most of the day was spent talking about Thomas the Tank Engines and some non-fictional trains, as well as the plates on a Stegosaurus’s back, but then … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter 4 (NASA and the phallic intent)
I realize I must become a little harsher with this Chapter One experiment. So far I have only rid myself of From Russia With Love, which was taking up very little space anyway, and The Heart is Deceitful Above All … Continue reading
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Chapter One – Chapter Three (Swedish Dismorphia and Nazi Jokes)
Show Me Love (originally called Fucking Amal in its native Sweden) was one of my favourite films of the late 90s. The story of two teenage girls, one the geeky, one cool, who rail against their provincial existence and eventually … Continue reading
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