In a war-torn muddy de-saturated field, an actor in transition from playing a Roman to following in the footsteps of Dolph Lundgren and Thomas Jane leads a ragtag bunch of soap-opera and sitcom actors and one particularly ugly Yank, all of whom are luckily wearing their personalities quite literally on their sleeves (okay, the armies they defected ( Read more... )

Oh, the tears. Oh, the anguish. After spending three months in a leaky boat my PC and wardrobe arrived in the UK just in time for all the long-sleeved garments to get shelved for six months and for me to whine about spending the past 12 weeks wearing out my only long-sleeved tee only to be inundated with a) clothes and b) a heatwave ( Read more... )

Harking back to my blinkering-fringe-baiting of the other week, here’s another great headline:

“Why no child is safe from the sinister cult of emo”

And god bless the quote-farming journos who actually managed to persuade some floppy-haired androgyne (doubtless amidst shrugs, stutters, and overuse of the words “like” and “nuffin’”to state:

"I like ( Read more... )

Thank you Mister Darwin.

A few delightful snippets from the Times today:

A schoolgirl killed herself after developing an obsession with a dark teenage sub-culture known as “emo”, an inquest was told.

Her online name was Living Disaster.

The term “emo”, short for emotional, originates from the alternative US music scene and refers to teenagers who ( Read more... )

Then:

Interviewer asks me “what is something about you that’s not on your CV?”

I answered (thinking I didn’t want and wouldn’t get this job) “one of the things that brought me to England was the vast number of gigs as I do amateur gig photography and this seems like a great place for it”.

No, I can’t remember exactly why I picked that example. ( Read more... )

 
Ah, fatties. I was discussing them recently, with someone who was of the view its 100% your-own-damned-fault that you’re a chubby-mc-chubchub. Interestingly I hear that from some people who will in the same vitriolic breath bitch about a girl for being rake-thin as “it’s because she’s got a fast metabolism, it’s not fair, wah”. We appreciate ( Read more... )

“GTA IV - First Victim” trumpets the headline in The Times. Apparently some scallywag knifed another while in a line to buy this much-heralded new game. This attack has already been cited by commentators as “proof” the game inspires violence.

Of course it actually shows we’re consumer whores with poor impulse control, but one cannot accurately ( Read more... )

I read a pointless and unsubstantiated factoid once, which stated it takes seven years to overcome a strongly-held belief ( Read more... )

Because the ninnies who offered me a job a fortnight ago dropped the ball on the start date and thought they could leave me impoverished and dithering with impunity until the 28th of sodding April, they just got served by the competition and I start a rather spiffy job for a company who specialise in terrorism insurance on the 21st. Offices in the ( Read more... )

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