Today, one of my friends mothers got diagnosed with cancer, and another’s father had a heart attack so severe he is in a coma. We were part of a tight group of friends for many years, and the bad news was delivered by one of them in a bumper two for one offer. Today also, I nearly got flattened. I always joke about the drivers here, but today, a speeding white car ran a red light as I was...
The hand of fate.
I’ve never been sure about the hand of fate. Sometimes, I’ve been pretty sure about the scaly finger of fuck, but perhaps that’s an abhorrent deformity on an otherwise beautiful hand. Hidden under a leather glove or woolen mitt, who knows its true appearance until it is too late, tapping you on the shoulder, encouraging you to look in the right direction, resting on your...
Google Music and whatnot.
I’ve been sitting around for a while wondering what the point of Google+ is, seeing as Facebook more or less IS the hub of social media. I guess if you’re Androided up to fuck, then why not. It may make more sense soon; I’m unsurprisingly an all day sucker for music services, and have been using Google Music beta for a while, and now it’s gone live. There are a few problems...
I have this new fetish; it’s called “I really get off on reviews written with thought and care by people who have listened to the record and not cut, copied and pasted a press release-ism.” It’s not very catchily named for a fetish, I admit. And here’s one someone I know wrote about “Egretta”; a pleasant surprise, and not because it’s a glowing review by any means; people...
a winter of content
As the days get colder, they also seem to get more beautiful on some level. Perhaps it is because the obvious beauty of the greenery, the scenery, the wide smiles and easy pace have all gone to hide for the winter, and a more simple form is left in its place. The world around us isn’t dressed like a shop window anymore to sell to us, to convince us of its value or aesthetic beauty - is it...