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The not-terribly-surprising result of the unexpected weight loss of the other week is that I can function like a 'normal' human being (inasmuch as I ever, etc) for a couple of days at a time. Then I have to lie ( Read more... )

Is it spectacularly geeky to look at an in-flight picture of Amazon-chap's pre-exploded rocket and think "Hm. Looks like a HTP/Kero motor..." ?

I guess real geekery would involve speculation about the name of the org, the nature of the rocket motor and old MoD naming schemes.

A thing (or rather a person) that I noticed the other week while pottering about the Tate like some vaguely middle-class oik pretending that standing next to some capital-C Culture would rub off on me in some as-yet undetermined manner, perhaps in the same way that people think/thought that fondling the preserved body parts of an alleged saint and/ ( Read more... )

Since I've used the phrases 'And also with you' and 'Brethren; be sober, be vigilant' in the last couple of days...

... Actually, I don't have a point. Funny business, unconscious cultural signifiers.

(Normal people would be doing this on FaceAche, but, y'know, fuck normal.)


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For reasons currently unknown[1] there's a not-unpleasant miasma abroad in the office this AM. The last time I smelled anything like that, it was 1990 and I was hacking on Turbo Pascal for Windows in a third floor maisonette that overlooked Golder's Green tube depot ( Read more... )

I have a new favourite cheese. Smoked Westcombe has knocked the local smoked cheddar and the smoked (are we seeing a pattern here?) goat's cheese (from some farm I'll never find again in the wilds of Pembrokeshire) into second and third places.

Sharp enough to suck all the moisture from your face. Marvellous.

Vintage O RLY cycling shirt. Much cheapness!

I commend you all, both here and in parts foreign, to view the Ch-4 documentary 'The lie of the land'. It is utterly grim and depressing viewing and will either make you a veggie or consider taking up arms against the Dept. for the Elimination of Farming.

Mostly it reminded me of what I've given up (largely willingly, but even so) in moving to a

Recently, an oak chest of drawers (made in April 1925 by a bloke called Williamson) turned up via the means of Ebay. Since it was home to a vigorous colony of woodworm, it's been out in the shed while I daub it with noxious substances. Well, substance. Looks like milk, pongs familiarly of organophosphates. If it doesn't work, we're in Ogden Nash ( Read more... )