( OPI 'Here today - Aragon tomorrow' )

Moldex Rockets on a bit of purple string in a purple presentation pack.

Everyone else seems to keep them at circa two quid. This lot deliver el-pronto + I bagged a good handful because at quid/go why the hell not.

You know the tiresome people who go 'Stupid $inanimate_object!' when $inanimate_object has failed to live up to their physics- and/or sense-defying expectations ( Read more... )

Bristolcon was lovely. I, er, wasn't. It quickly transpired that I was a walking enactment of that Lincolnism about keeping silent and being thought an idiot. So, um, Pontrilas.

I'm sure you're feeling jolly pleased with yourselves for discovering this exciting new thing where you can play Jolly Tricks on someone who's left a logged-in session open on one or other 'social networking' site. (nb: sarcasmHowever, calling it 'frape' or 'facebook rape' is, as I'm sure has been pointed out, a bit shit ( Read more... )

So the thing that gave me pause when I announced that one could go out and buy a book with words that I'd written in it, was the subset of people who went 'Jolly good, I'll buy one from you at Whitby.' As if I were some no-mark bedroom g*th band with a bag of CD-Rs and/or an 'internet fetish model', and this was just an epic vanity project that I ( Read more... )

(It's an Attila piece from 1982. Gosh how we've moved on....)

Anyway.

A quality item.