Blame someone else. Listing entirely arbitrary. I mean seriously.

( I've forgotten loads )

I've jabbered on about Caribou in the past. Probably when he/they were still called Manitoba, so before some has-been old sod from a no-mark pub rock combo threw a benny about the name ( Read more... )

For a laugh (FAVO 'laugh') I remembered the p/w on my ancient Audioscrobbler/Last.fm account.

I wonder what terrible cliffordish rackets I'll be told I like?

In an attack of carelessness on Friday even, I tried to hold open a loaded door with my right little finger. Or perhaps the wrong one. Anyway, the result was the nail being half ripped off an uncomfortable way down into the nailbed and presumably a deal of blood on the inside of the relevant glove. Even cut down as far as I dare, there's still a ( Read more... )

A remarkable set of rackets from Brierly Hill 90210 this time. Or perhaps last time. I have a fully asychronous lifestyle and my media consumption begins to remind me of writing code for a message-passing OS ( Read more... )

Bollocks.

I mean, just look at the place ( Read more... )