Just my opinion, obviously, but I thought the right-wing jubilation that met Chicago’s failure to bring the Olympics to America in 2016 was pretty disgusting. The rabid, frothing pundits of Fox News and AM talk radio hate President Obama so much that the failure of anything he’s associated with – like, you know, the whole country – is now something worthy …
Drink Less Wine, Save the Planet
One unanticipated advantage to the new, booze-free regime: a significant decrease in the amount of recycling we’re producing. This was last week: Whereas this week:
Dependency.
About a year ago my doctor suggested that I give up coffee. Uh-huh, I replied anxiously. Good patient that I am, I went home and did exactly that. Two days later the caffeine withdrawal headaches were so bad that I couldn’t see properly. Christina, quietly shaking her head at my inability to do anything in moderation, patiently suggested that it …
This is what the Internet is For.
None of yer self-indulgent blogs, thank you very much. This is mesmerizing, and strangely beautiful. And it could only be shared thanks to the web and YouTube. I’m still trying to work out how they did some of it, and I would love to know how long it took. A friend of mine posted this on Facebook and I wanted …
This Just In: Americans in Bad Beer Shock
A small, but sweet, moment of vindication over the weekend. I am often mocked by my friends for liking warm, flat beer. Of course, I consider it my duty as an Englishman to mock them right back. With the honorable exception of some excellent micro-breweries, American beer is utterly without character. I’m talking here of the Budweisers, Coors, and Millers …
Yo. Innit.
I am not a real hip-hop fan. A cursory review of my CD collection reveals precisely six rap/hip-hop albums – and probably six of the most well-known in the genre, at that. It would be like owning a copy of Kind of Blue and calling yourself a jazz enthusiast. My first cautious foray into rap was inauspicious, to say the …
Good Question
Catherine, our four year-old, to her mother: “How come we always never go to Disneyworld?”
Reading Pynchon. Or not.
I idly remarked in this post that I didn’t seem to be reading much fiction these days. Part of the reason for this is that reading other people’s fiction can mess with my head a little while I’m writing… but I’m not writing much (except for this blog) at the moment. But my struggles with Thomas Pynchon’s latest, Inherent Vice, …
Blogging and Jogging
Here is a wholly unauthorized copy of a cartoon that recently appeared in the New Yorker: It struck me as being weirdly apposite. This blogging lark is a marathon, you know. It never ends. Always one more pithy observation (or something) to be made. Anyway, apart from last night’s little rant, it’s been a few days since I’ve posted anything …
A grumpy bastard writes
I’m sorry, but I really don’t give a damn about Kanye West. And while I’m always sorry to hear of someone who dies too soon from cancer, I’m not going to grieve for Patrick Swayze, either, just because he had nice hair in a few crappy movies more than twenty years ago. All of which means that I am going to …