April 24th - May 1st 2005
Sunday Plum line
Saturday Ssssscoliosis
Friday Mail
Thursday Think on
Wednesday Salty
Tuesday In the pink
Monday Cumming soon
Sunday 1st May 2005
May Day Resolution
Just a note to those that know me: if you ask me what I want to drink, and I reply I would like a single plum, floating in perfume, served in a mans hat - you will know that I have finally gotten round to that thing I meant to do about trying to gauge just how far behind the rest of the world I really am.
And be aware that your response may be calibrated for research purposes.
Saturday 30th April 2005
Pit Bull: Lessons from Wall Street's Champion Trader ?
Surgery of the Prostate ?
The Orchard Book of Fairy Tales ?
The effect of noninvasive intermittent positive-pressure ventilation during exercise in severe scoliosis ?
What do these all have in common? Nothing whatsoever, apart from appearing on Amazon's list of the 174 books that it claims I have written.
Fairy Tales? Well, possibly. And I do have a lively interest in the prostate. Other than that: pshaw.
(I assume the three books that I have, in fact, written appear elsewhere on the list; I notice that only one makes it remotely close to the top.)
Nonetheless it's a game we can all play: just replace 'John Smith' with your own name in this link to discover your own literary output.*
*or more accurately: those books whose author-field includes at least your first name and surname
Friday 29th April 2005
Getting mail from 'jason@kottke.com' is enough to make anyone's heart quiver - even when the message reads 'you are a bad writer' and comes complete with a suspiciously opaque attachment.
But the anonymous spammer (now there's a redundancy) who thus adddressed me does deserve gratitude for indirectly directing me towards an early post of Jason's that provides a solution to a minor dilemma that's dogged my footsteps for years now, a solution that - as ever - I can't help thinking everybody else has known about for, like, ever.
The upshot being that Blogadoon (and, hence, I) now have (once again) a clickable email address. Only this time, please God, it's not one that can be roboculled by spamsters.
Thursday 28th April 2005
They were right when they told us that Will & Grace just keeps on geting better and better.
I'm catching up, via the usual unusual channels, and I've got as far as series five, episode four. Which is good timing, as it happens.
Karen and Jack are conspiring to get the eponymous protagonists back on speaking terms. What do they both like?
"Well, Will likes to be taller than everybody. And Grace likes to eat cake.." says Jack.
"Where can we take them... where there'll be small people... eating cake?" demands Karen, fanning herself with a children's party invitation. "Hey! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Jack's face lights up. "I don't know. Are you thinking what it would be like to have Spiderman spray his web on you?"
Wednesday 27th April 2005
Quick tip of the hat to our friend Michael Fitzgerald who, I discover, opens in The Importance of Being Earnest at the Bristol Old Vic this Friday - playing Lady Bracknell.
(The Independent's piece on the production references "his thickset build; flickering intense blue eyes; slightly Brian Sewell-esque delivery; and a demeanour that suggests a power, if he was crossed, to turn his culprit into a pillar of salt" which sounds about right.)
Tuesday 26th April 2005
Monday 25th April 2005
I've felt vaguely pledged to Alan Cumming ever since we went to a party at his flat on Lisle Street several years ago. (No, he wasn't there at the time.)
Not sure what he's up to these days, or where, but die-hard fans may wish to spend a quarter hour or so at Canada Water tube station listening to the station announcements which, I swear...
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