“The brain chip reads his mind and sends the thoughts to a computer to decipher.”
Fucking hell.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Read the fascinating, but frustrating, story of The Most Expensive Album Never Released.
Axl, please finish it. We’re still here and we’re still waiting. Save us from navelgazers and retreads. Please.
I read the worst piece of news imaginable in this morning’s Metro - Mayor Ken Livingstone (who I’m generally a fan of) is to introduce technology into the London Underground system to allow the use of mobile phones.
If you’re not a Londoner, or you don’t commute to work on the tube, you can have no [...]
You know… that thing…
That thing where you really want to do something, like it’s a really good opportunity, and you can’t just go and do it, you have to like, wait, and you’re waiting on someone somewhere making a decision, and then phoning you, and you think you know what that’s going to be, and [...]
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
OK, I’m sorry. Yesterday I hated everyone, and it wasn’t good.
Today I just hate one person. Whoever it was that took it upon themselves to break into my car, I choose you. All I ask is five minutes alone in a room with you so we can have a frank exchange of views, severely about [...]
People accuse me of being cynical. This is because they are idiots. No, there are no exceptions. Yes, I probably do mean you.
Leisure Town is cynical, and it’s brilliant. I’ve only read a few stories myself so far, but I urge you, if you have 15 minutes spare and a reasonable connection, to get on [...]
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
…and let me off, please.
This just made me howl. I mean, what a response…
Engineer (proudly): “We made a MOTORBIKE that runs on HYDROGEN and the only waste product is PURE WATER!!! what do you think of THAT!!!”
Twats: “It’s a bit quiet.”
Jesus deep-fried crispy Christ and chips.
–c.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
You could like, pretend it’s my birthday or something….
I really really really want the sunglasses. (Scroll down to see them…)
