There is something of a small, personal and perhaps entirely trivial pleasure in opening up the file of a review one is working on, thinking it needs a lot more work, and looking at it and realising that it's more nearly done than one supposed. Then tapping out a couple more paragraphs and deciding that, no, really, this is probably all that needs ( Read more... )

I would have thought that the whole point of buying one's cocktails premixed in a bottle was, you know, so as not to faff around with mixing the ingredients, doing the poncey shaker thing, straining the stuff into an appropriate glass, but just sticking an appropriate measure into a glass, with or without ice, to taste.

However - the other week, ( Read more... )

Unfortunately can't find this on the Guardian online site, but there's a piece in the print edition 'Say you won't be mine: boom in anti-Valentine's Day gifts', with cards and other items dissing on Valentine's Day as consumerist hype ...

Er, while selling cards, mugs, knicknacks, etc, emblazoned with the anti-Val message.

Surely a dignified ( Read more... )

Looking back (I'm not doing one of those lists that assume that life is more or less NORMAL, not that they ever particularly match the lifestyle of a Crabby Ol' Bat Hedjog.
Best thing I got during the year: 2 A-Z + 1 Pfizer vaxxes.
Best things I bought during the year: new computer, it really does show up how massively, massively sluggish the old ( Read more... )

Got off my commentated version of an ms within my sphere of interest that I had been reading. Also got off a couple of emails in connection with outstanding projects, and revised an abstract and uploaded it to the relevant site.
Bought myself a new laptop! I have been less than satisfied with the Yogabook for some while, and have been havering and ( Read more... )

Augusta Fells Savage, a talented sculptor who had faced obstacles due to her sex and race at every turn: [L]ittle of Savage's work survives today. Because she couldn't afford bronze, she often had to make her sculptures out of plaster; most of these have crumbled over time. Other works, like The Harp, were destroyed because they could not be moved ( Read more... )

The good news is, the update to Kobo Desktop seems to have fixed the downloading problem previously complained about.
The exasperation was, trying to purchase something from a site I'd previously been on - since they claimed I had a password, so I had to flail around resetting it - and then there was some glitch on the site that wouldn't let me ( Read more... )

Actually, what this was was delving into a rather over-stuffed and chaotic cupboard to ascertain a) the state of my supply of the preferred brand of earplugs and b) the extent of the supply of samples of moisturiser.
I habitually purchase those products which are meant to retard the ravages of time upon the complexion in the same local department ( Read more... )

I am not huddled in a corner doing a compulsive Jane Duncan re-read, at least.
Most days, even if I do do a lot of online faffing about, I do:
Post the latest installment to the other DW;
AND continue writing the narrative for future posts to it.
Even if it's minor, do some academic thing, even if it's only scanning an article to send to somebody ( Read more... )

What I Read
Finished The Reinvention of Humanity which was very good: clearly the author thought these people were doing important work around race and culture that we needed to be reminded of and was still of value, but he did not glide over the unexamined attitudes around race and sex that they still retained. But as far as saying people from, oh ( Read more... )