tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55653042011-04-21T18:41:22.121+01:00[eleven>four][you've read it; you can't unread it]Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comBlogger1401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100702925005787982004-11-17T13:57:00.000Z2004-11-17T14:48:45.006ZBand Aid: Wrong
It will not have escaped your notice that a new version of "feed the world" has been produced, twenty years after the original (15 years after the second version, in which Matt Goss sang the famous "tonight, thank god it's them instead of you" line) to aid the people of the Darfur region of Sudan. This raises three questions in my mind; why? why? why?
Why record a new version ofStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100683278654030172004-11-17T09:20:00.000Z2004-11-17T09:21:18.653ZNovember 17th: More than just a Wednesday
In Greece, on November 17th 1973, a student uprising at Athens' Polytechnic University was brutally suppressed by the military government which had seized power. The government of the "Colonels" was backed by the United States as part of a Cold War strategy to reduce the influence of communism in the region. For information on the current efforts of "Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100617170930936932004-11-16T14:52:00.000Z2004-11-16T14:59:30.930ZPop Music: Incomprehensibly witless
Why is there such a thing as McFly?
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100520714211958562004-11-15T13:07:00.000Z2004-11-15T13:54:19.393ZThe Junction, where we were last night, has a tiny serving hatch in the wall which is occupied by a miniature branch of the Cambridge Crepe Company. I have rarely seen anyone so outraged/crestfallen as Jo was when he found out that they were out of batter and no crepe could be purchased.
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100514425494178522004-11-15T10:21:00.000Z2004-11-15T13:54:01.803Z"Holes, dug by little moles"
Mercury Rev were, as expected, top action. The old stuff is reinvented live as a swirling hurricane of noise and melody, and the new stuff sounds enormously promising. We were even treated to a stripped down rendition of the classic Flaming Lips number "There you are". It was so good that my little blond accomplice fainted twice before they even took to the stage. SoStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100276329337639642004-11-12T16:14:00.000Z2004-11-12T16:18:49.336ZWe're going to see Mercury Rev on sunday. Excitement she wrote! I was always amused when my former house mate Jean "it was almost as good as pretty woman!" Harris refered to gigs as going to see bands "in concert". Something about that just sounds odd.
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100171514914856322004-11-11T11:05:00.000Z2004-11-11T11:38:43.106ZC-Mac has an idea that all products with woefull T.V. advertising should be boycotted. Nominate among current commercials?
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100096590089012772004-11-10T14:09:00.000Z2004-11-11T11:04:31.916ZREFEREES: ANNOYING, SUB-HUMAN FILTH
"Penalty!"
"He's fouled him!"
"refereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Such were the half-witted, mongrel cries of a small and weaselly gaggle of chav scum on the touchline of our game against Milton on Sunday. The reason: I had, having deflected a header from a striker dashing onto a long cross at the edge of my penalty box, collided with him. He,Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1100095767671742582004-11-10T14:08:00.000Z2004-11-10T14:09:27.670Z"Breaking rocks in the hot sun...."
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1095937055084609682004-09-23T11:54:00.000+01:002004-09-23T11:57:35.086+01:00Here, for no good reason, are some funny band names. All are real bands, most are stolen from The Wire.
Gaggle of Cocks
Hymen Holocaust
Dean Dean & the Sex Machines
Bondage Fruit
Asshole Blues Players
Super Nudist
Contagious Orgasm
The Most Sordid Pies
Ape has Killed Ape
Fuck You Yankee Bluejeans
Her Majesty's Secret Cervix
Stinky Fire Engine
Boris the Sprinkler
Bump of Chicken
Billy?
New FaggotStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1090325916832884812004-07-20T13:15:00.000+01:002004-07-20T13:18:36.833+01:00Hooray! To my immense joy, "A lifetime of temporary relief" is out now! I hadn't realised it was coming so soon. It's a box set from the worlds greatest ever band (in my view) Low. 3 CDs of rare and unreleased material and a DVD of documentaries. Slowcore heaven.
Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1090325421717751112004-07-20T13:06:00.000+01:002004-07-20T13:10:21.716+01:00I have had sonic youth's latest album (sonic nurse) in the super hornet for the past few days. The last album (murray street) was what I was listening to when I smashed in the first silver hornet but there has been no repeat with the updated combination. Anyway, short of banging on about it for ages, "unmade bed" from the album is the best noise I've come across in a while. In other news, Ghost Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1090251842867463132004-07-19T16:38:00.000+01:002004-07-19T16:44:02.866+01:00Before watching "The Hole" last night I thought to myself that, although the trailers I had seen when it came out at the cinema looked pretty shoddy, it might be good as Thora Birch is in it and she is usually top gear. Afterwards I thought that I had been vindicated in my opinion as the film was quite good and Birch was the best thing about it. At work today I looked into what other films Birch Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1089791303411342592004-07-14T08:45:00.000+01:002004-07-14T08:48:23.410+01:00The Guardian website today has a great old story about a classic match from the Shell Caribbean Cup in 1994 in which both teams were attempting to score own goals.
"Going into the last group game, Barbados needed to beat Grenada by two goals to qualify for the final stages. Anything less and Grenada went through. So far, so simple. Except that the organisers had decided that, in the case of Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1089726336974275522004-07-13T14:43:00.000+01:002004-07-13T14:45:36.973+01:00Cars. More trouble than they're worth?Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1089114695258475082004-07-06T12:38:00.000+01:002004-07-06T12:51:35.260+01:00I feel unusual, probably too much coffee. I have, of late, been passing the time in a variety of pleasant ways. Going to the cinema (which I shall be doing a great deal from thursday onwards due to the film festival and its many riches), playing football (take that you mouthy little shit), zipping about in Xap (he leaks alot of oil, Bob will look at him next week for me), watching DVDs (recently Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1087822943983937002004-06-21T14:00:00.000+01:002004-06-21T14:02:23.983+01:00Not many questions so far. We were visited by a displaced Geordie on Sunday which was fun for all concerned. Go to Jo's blog (needless to say) to read his very funny account of Nick's stag weekend in Spain. Go now!Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1087472693340819082004-06-17T12:44:00.000+01:002004-06-17T12:44:53.340+01:00"I have no strong feelings either way"
A shiney new horse and cart for anyone who can relate that quote to the events due to unfold today.
I am once again indebted to C-Mac for transporting me to fetch Xap from the garage. I pledge to keep him in beer for many weeks.
I saw a top-notch story on the news about a species of bird that is due to be reintroduced to Britain in the near future. The Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1087311904961224672004-06-15T16:04:00.000+01:002004-06-15T16:08:07.390+01:00Right, I have taken possesion of my car. It has had a few teething troubles; the right hand indicators didn't work properly and they gave me the wrong key for the boot. However, it is ace fun to drive being quick, low and noisey (courtesy of the sports exhaust) and handling like nothing on god's earth. Being a doting new father to my car, and in response to a request from a girly engineer, I Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1086698975313227282004-06-08T13:44:00.000+01:002004-06-08T13:49:35.313+01:00I'm a very busy man. That is why I have not written for a while. As I am still very busy I shall use single sentances.
Have so far enlisted Jo, Chris & Edge in my dad's friend's son's euro2004 predictionathon. Anyone else?
This hot weather confuses and infuriates me.
I have thursday and friday off.
I have an appraisal tomorrow, boo.
I have aquired a motor-carriage. A 1990 Mini Cooper R.S.P. Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1085055815698351862004-05-20T13:17:00.000+01:002004-05-20T13:24:35.383+01:00Fuck it! I hate referees. Anyone who has, even for the shortest amount of time, taken charge of a football match will, come "Steven's revolution", be shot. Straight after I finish with the catagory, "people in the worlds shittest bands/worlds shittest solo artists". Who, I wonder, should be in that catagory. I'll start you off; Tori Amos.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1084452870855477982004-05-13T13:48:00.000+01:002004-05-13T13:54:30.856+01:00Spaz me! Anyone who uses blogger will know what I mean.
Did you ever meet anyone who bought some clothes on e-bay?
Went to see "the saddest music in the world" last night which is a neat little film and very funny. I spent tuesday and wednesday in london, wondering around a retail park, spying on things. While most people might not consider that a job, most people suck ass. Me and mina have Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1083848436680120732004-05-06T14:00:00.000+01:002004-05-06T14:03:49.903+01:00What's the best thing you ever witnessed while playing a sport?Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1083847419722477482004-05-06T13:43:00.000+01:002004-05-06T13:46:52.356+01:00A brief summary of goings-on since I last made blog-noise.
Saturday - Played in Cup final, lost, sprained knee, went out for drinks etc. w/normal people + technically R.
Sunday - Visited 'mina's grand-moomin, had biscuits, went to casualty (see saturday), stayed for four hours, went home
Monday - Mina's birthday, gave presents, watched videos, went to see "The Station Agent" (neat)
Tuesday - GaveStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1083311198084350382004-04-30T08:46:00.000+01:002004-04-30T08:49:44.640+01:00The weekend approaches. Played the last sunday league match of the season last night. Lost 3-2, the second best result of the season. Have a cup final for another team tomorrow. It is mina's birthday on monday so the weekend will be spent taking her out to fine dining establishments, bars and, with any luck, the Kinema in the Woods. I may also walk around town like a clown and think that it's Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1083160697622691572004-04-28T14:58:00.000+01:002004-04-30T08:45:35.326+01:00Damn the "white peril", damn it to hell. I was, yesterday afternoon, involved in a 1950's teen movie style "death race" with The Dave which took the form of me vainly persuing him along the A14 at 68 mph (71 on the downhill stretches) to the A10, Milton Road. After he cut me off at the roundabout I powersauced my way to the lights by the science park and took up my position behind the silver Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1082553545857844372004-04-21T14:19:00.000+01:002004-04-21T14:23:42.310+01:00The day is mine!
I hadn't realised it had been so long since I made blog, but now I shall fix that, and you. While I've been away I have been doing the ususal stuff: playing the football, making the music, eating the easter eggs, watching the films etc. My transport through all of this is the aptly named "White Peril", a volkswagan transporter of advanced years and no acceleration. Boo! Still, Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1081431919679968082004-04-08T14:45:00.000+01:002004-04-08T14:48:04.436+01:00You are Statler or Waldorf.
You have a high opinion of yourself, as do others.But only because you are in the balcony seats.
ALSO KNOWN AS:
Those two old guys in the box.
SPECIAL TALENTS:
Heckling, complaining, being cantankerous
QUOTE:
"Get off the stage, you bum!"
LAST BOOKS READ:
"The Art of Insult" and "How ToInsult Art"
NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT:
Their pacemakers.
What Muppet are you? Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1081352261898970782004-04-07T16:37:00.000+01:002004-04-07T16:42:20.513+01:00Woe unconfined has consumed all who knew him for, on this most tragic of days, the Silver Hornet has been written off after a meeting with a coal truck on a Suffolk country lane. R.I.P. little hornet, you were truly the prince of all vans. :(Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1081339738170473192004-04-07T13:08:00.000+01:002004-04-07T13:11:42.200+01:00A man crashed his silver hornet into a coal truck. Ouch! It was a steel coal truck.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080910649088295052004-04-02T13:57:00.000+01:002004-04-02T14:00:08.233+01:00If you are interested in the poll down there on the right you will have noticed that, of the selection on offer, your collective favourite thus far is Mogwai's "Come on die young", closely followed by Explosions in the Sky's "The earth is not a cold dead place" (album of the year for 2003 on the Fakejazz website, see links).
The Jens Lehmann of the poll seems to be Masami Akita, whose album, "Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080823493784948512004-04-01T13:44:00.000+01:002004-04-01T13:47:31.436+01:00Session 9: neat!Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080743737074987952004-03-31T15:35:00.000+01:002004-03-31T15:38:13.750+01:00Went on our (usually more than) weekly trip to the Picturehouse yesterday to see Nicholas Winding Refn's "Fear X". It's a very dense pyschological thriller but without the obvious thriller trappings. It's tone immediately makes you think of David Lynch and, to a lesser extent, Kubrick (who's cinematographer, Larry J. Smith, shot it).
The story, such as it is, concerns Harry Caine (John Turturro)Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080733364694781972004-03-31T12:42:00.000+01:002004-03-31T12:45:21.170+01:00"A French motorist has been given a three-month suspended prison sentence for doing his level best to run over a pedestrian he mistakenly identified as Osama bin Laden.
The self-employed man of 35, named only as Pierre, was found guilty in the southern city of Montpellier on Tuesday of pursuing his intended victim through several red lights and then into a pedestrian zone.
The pedestrian only Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080634130345577692004-03-30T09:08:00.000+01:002004-03-30T09:11:26.123+01:00Top Gear. If you haven't been watching Nighty Night of a recent Monday, a pox on you! "He arched up above the bed like a cobra swallowing a horse; I think that was when his soul was leaving his body." Skill!
The photo didn't happen (again) so I must wait another week before becoming a member of that elite vanguard of humanity who can stand erect in a public forum and proclaim, without fear of Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080564290443758632004-03-29T13:44:00.000+01:002004-03-29T13:47:25.640+01:00A man walked into a football match. Ouch, it was an iron football match. I ahve come away from sunday's three nil away defeat to the improbably named Oakington Vikings with a dent in my shin. Some hairy wazark of a striker didn't seem to comprehend that the best way to beat the on-rushing 'keeper is not to dive in, two-footed, over the ball and make war on the goalkeeper's left leg. Dickface. We Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080145791314436412004-03-24T16:29:00.000Z2004-03-24T16:32:21.280ZThose of you who live in the East Anglia region may be familier with BBC local newscaster Jo Kent, who presents the Look East news on BBC Breakfast. You may also have noticed that she has taken to wearing short skirts and high boots while reading the news (it's done standing up). You may also have formed the opinion that she is wearing increasing amounts of make-up with every passing day. You mayStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1080048058790512742004-03-23T13:20:00.000Z2004-03-23T13:23:28.123ZAnother towering performance from the mighty Sporting Letchworth, trouncing top three side "dicer's dribblers" by a goal to nil. Another clean sheet as well (that's 10 in 22 matches). I also found out today that the results of my sunday league team are printed in the Cambridge Evening News. Neat!
I forgot to mention that on saturday, Topsy and I went to the arts' to see Northfork, the new PolishStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1079962945838921442004-03-22T13:42:00.000Z2004-03-23T10:11:41.013ZTake that, Orient Scum!
Went to see CUFC on tuesday. They lost to Boston; 24 hours later, the manager had been sacked. What drama!
Had a chinese on saturday ("those people are all gristle") then drank juice in a cocktail place while "it" sipped many a silver mercedes.
Got another neat horror film. "the eye". didn't play any football this weekend. It's hard to bear. must....kick......sphere! Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1079444961991416742004-03-16T13:49:00.000Z2004-03-16T13:51:43.716ZHello to you in the army. The new hobby is what is known as a micro-label. Essentially, we (currently Me, Topsy & Medge plus C-Mac in the near future) are making CDs and packaging for the music we record in our house.
Mixed fortunes on the soccer court this weekend. Trained in pooring rain on astroturf on friday night, took on a lot of sand. Lincoln trounced promotion rivals Mansfield on Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1079012941613525772004-03-11T13:49:00.000Z2004-03-11T13:52:00.140ZAh, controversy. There's nothing like it, except for an argle bargle. It seems that fans of that master of the coffee table piano and clumsey lyric, Tori Mos, are upset at her DEFEAT by Radiohead in the previous poll. There have been, as my dad would say, more complaints than you could throw a rat at.
On the subject of controversial outcomes, what was that all about on Tuesday night? I'm not a Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1078755795439407652004-03-08T14:23:00.000Z2004-03-08T14:25:29.343ZRadiohead won the poll. Deal with it.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1078752789168533212004-03-08T13:33:00.000Z2004-03-08T13:35:22.890ZI rule! Semi-final victory for one team (penalty save incl.) and heroic debut for sunday league team to earn their first point of the season.
Going to Rome in august with Topsy. E'viva Espania!
Dave in our office continues to sing his medley of Chaz 'n' Dave songs. Hand me my buffoon net.
As my brother notes on his blog (Matt's Entertainment), Explosions in the Sky are ace. Rush to your localStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1078323551611507712004-03-03T14:19:00.000Z2004-03-03T14:21:20.560ZSilver Mt. Zion, or to give them their full title, The a silver mount zion memorial orchestra and tr-la-la band, were ace. Silver mt zion are on constellation records (see the link on the right) who as well as as silver mt zion host do make say think, molasses, fly pan am, polmo polpo, re: and the sainted Godspeed You! Black Emperor amongst others. It is the world's best label.
A silver Mt Zion Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1077715669513069992004-02-25T13:27:00.000Z2004-02-25T13:29:51.310ZNot much going on at the minute. Work is busy. Going to see silver Mt zion tonight. Will let you know how it goes.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1077543225057858322004-02-23T13:33:00.000Z2004-02-23T13:35:44.780ZBy gar, it's been a while. Busy at work and what have you.
Our new hobby gathers pace. We went to the art shop on saturday and got materials for making the items.
Went out in hitchin for my ex-housemates birthday on saturday. I used to live in the town so I speak with authority when i say it's a dump, more culturaly than physically.
PLayed hutch-minder twice this wknd. Won one, lost one. Not Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1077022173164823202004-02-17T12:49:00.000Z2004-02-17T12:52:07.013ZPut down your sandwiches and go here for many hours of football fun. You haven't lived until, after you fail yet again to score, a computer generated Baggio has warned you, "This keeper is good - he shall lead you a dance!"Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1076938394969744462004-02-16T13:33:00.000Z2004-02-16T13:35:07.716ZOops, it's been a while. Still, nothing much to blog about. Spent the entire weekend (valentines day meal/presents aside) watching the first series of 24, which I had never watched but which Topsy insisted was ace. It was, as Topsy said, ace.
I am a master in the art of making baked cheesecake.
Went out for dinner with many people on Friday to a noodle place in Cambridge. Very nice. Swiped a Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1076419571497833302004-02-10T13:26:00.000Z2004-02-10T13:27:58.233ZWatched nearly every episode of human remains on DVD yesterday. What comedy! Topsy didn't think it was funny, just very sad (in the traditional sense).
"Well, you hear of people with, you know, all kinds of sexual hang-ups... and... I'm one of them."Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1076073118115367082004-02-06T13:11:00.000Z2004-02-06T13:13:41.046ZI haven't posted for a few days as, not only have I been busy at work but I have also been setting up another little project on the net concerning the musical output of me, topsy and other cambridge folk.
I hope it doesn't rain too much today as that would cause the postponing of the football match I'm supposed to play in tomorrow. Apparently the grounds-folk of the university are very precious Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075817264762164562004-02-03T14:07:00.000Z2004-02-03T14:09:49.936ZRead the dog's comments on the last post then go to constellation, alien8 or here for a start.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075803265736341832004-02-03T10:14:00.000Z2004-02-03T10:16:05.466ZYou deserve it.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075738500548429762004-02-02T16:15:00.000Z2004-02-02T16:16:39.576ZI'm just putting this here so I know were it is. If you're bothered, my highest score is 323.4 and I lead my office. SPAZ-HORSE!Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075728835006061682004-02-02T13:33:00.000Z2004-02-02T13:35:33.623ZYou idiots voting for Toria Mos are only showing yourselves up. Dimwitted monkeys!
In other news, I have eaten some dumplings. Very nice. We have aquired a vd player. Small.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075382746378284452004-01-29T13:25:00.000Z2004-01-29T13:34:19.060ZThis weather is no match for the Silver Hornet . I think most of the “traffic choas” TM when we get snow is caused by fuckwits who can’t drive properly.
Went to Grimsby and back yesterday. The stench of fish was overpowering. See you next year, Mariner Scum.
Thanks to this one for the props on my roast. No man can stop me!
The postal service has made good with their legs across open ground, Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1075138637766064872004-01-26T17:37:00.000Z2004-01-26T17:38:49.653ZVery well then. The short list has been compiled and the poll is over there on the right. Dido has, sadly, not made the final ten. I wouldn't have chosen these ten as ten of the best albums in popular music but that was not the point. I have restricted radiohead to one album, even though they had three nominated, as I didn't want it to become a favourite 'head album poll. Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074866531310994122004-01-23T14:02:00.000Z2004-01-23T14:03:40.403ZWent to the cinema (where me and it are now “members”) again last night, this time to see Scarlett Johnasson and Colin Firth in “The Girl with the Pearl Earring” which was very good in a quiet kind of way. Much like “lost in translation”, nothing much happens but it doesn’t happen in a very engrossing way. Talking of the cinema, did you chance to hear about Shane Ritchie’s film, “Shoreditch”, Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074693559728405762004-01-21T13:59:00.000Z2004-01-21T14:00:46.030ZI'm going to put my poll to good use by holding a "best album" vote. Nominate albums you deem worthy in the comments bit and I'll draw up a shortlist from the nominees. If there are less than ten put forward I shall make up the numbers with my own choices (though Xinlesupreme will surely be nominated anyway). I just pray that Toria Mos doesn't win again, idiots!Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074693253583398822004-01-21T13:54:00.000Z2004-01-21T13:55:39.950ZA collegue of mine has recently sat an exam relating to the part time course he is taking in something-or-other. When we asked him how it went he said that it was “ok, exams are exams”. This prompted me to launch into a story of exam hi-jinx which I like to trot out now and again, or in this case, now.
Sitting a mock GCSE English Langauge exam in a classroom is a dull experience, even if you Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074689658359752042004-01-21T12:54:00.000Z2004-01-21T12:55:45.483ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I have been very tired this week, I know not why. I was forced to retire at 9:30 last night. What a loser.
In good news, one of the reps who regularly visit us has left a mountain of sweet, sweet goodies in the kitchen for us so today will be spent gorging on cookies, donuts, pastries and cakes. Fan-BELTED!
I have been gathering ideas for my next bit of musical doodling. Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074519069326664202004-01-19T13:31:00.000Z2004-01-19T13:32:34.013ZMy right hand has swelled to odd proportions since I banged it guarding the hutch for Fitzwilliam/Clare on Saturday. I also have several deep scratches and a large black bruise on my right leg. I’m not sure how that happened although I am beginning to suspect that Topsy is clubbing me while I sleep.
Saw “A mighty wind” on Sunday at the Arts. Very funny.
Spent most of Saturday night in the pub, Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074284008985016952004-01-16T20:13:00.000Z2004-01-16T20:14:51.246Z“...the same devilled egg”. Ah, the weekend; splendid. Me and hollipop are watching Top of the Pops. What a shower of shit. I note that the fuck-awful version of “somebody to love” is by a production team known as Boogie Pimps and is at number 5. Why the fuck anybody would want to own this still-birth of a musical idea is well beyond me. Number one is a large girl named Michelle who appears to Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074183940533248282004-01-15T16:25:00.000Z2004-01-15T16:27:01.610ZWith the contraversial new Topsy Tipping laws now in force I must start barging her across pavements Cambridge-wide if my “time with the Topsy” handicap is not to force me out of the top division.
I listened to My Bloody Valentine on the way in to work this morning, prompted by their presence on the soundtrack of Lost in Translation; “something” from Loveless is played while Charlotte is ridingStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074090953071640252004-01-14T14:35:00.000Z2004-01-14T14:37:12.840ZI have closed the music damagers poll. The evil music-hater Waterman was a worthy winner, with end of the pier metal act "The Darkness" in second and the twat Williams in third.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074086184504031302004-01-14T13:16:00.000Z2004-01-14T13:17:44.483ZWent to the splendid arts cinema last night to see the equally splendid “lost in translation”. Bill Murry is as watchable as always and Scarlett Johansson is as talented as she is delectable. The soundtrack is also ace, featuring MBV amongst others.
As I was driving to East Sussex yesterday, I chanced to hear, whilst foolishly seeing if anything good was on radio 1, a version of the Jefferson Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1074003399757768002004-01-13T14:16:00.000Z2004-01-13T14:19:00.013ZWoohoo! Now no-one will be able to say, “you have never been to East Sussex”. I went there earlier today, accompanied by Stereolab.
Played the first match of the new year for Sporting Letchworth last night. Lost 1-0 to an own goal. How annoying. Not that anyone at home cared!
I’m trying to start a “youth craze”. If you wish to join in, simply replace the word “yes” with the word “beep”, and Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073910648973188432004-01-12T12:30:00.000Z2004-01-12T12:32:06.873ZHaving recovered from the trauma of my desk being slightly damaged by Thursday night’s break in I have just entertained my ‘rents for the weekend. Me and mina fretted about what to do with them for Saturday but, as it turned out, all we had to do was lead my mum to some shops and the day was over. We played (de luxe) monopoly on Saturday night and I won, trouncing my mum, who claimed to be an Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073653879825472332004-01-09T13:11:00.000Z2004-01-09T13:12:34.983ZOh dear. Mina’s new blog has gone bonkers and so has been terminated. The whole thing went berserk last night, publishing every time she tried to preview, not recording these publishing events (causing them to be undeletable) and generally being shitty. A second attempt has been undertaken and it is that you will see if you link to her site.
More oh dear. The offices of the company I work for Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073569397685469252004-01-08T13:43:00.000Z2004-01-08T13:44:31.546ZThis will not be tolerated.
Cleaned the house last night in preperation for the arrival of my ‘rents. Guest room is prepared and looks very cosy – even with the bedside light attached to a garden cane.
Mina composed some more stuff for her Mini Pipski project yesterday (thank you to Miss Welch for the name). Sounds very nice.
During a piece on Today about the impending launch of the QM II, Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073481493505880092004-01-07T13:18:00.000Z2004-01-07T13:19:26.590ZOne of the albums I mentioned purchasing a few days ago turned up yesterday. It is called So and is not by Peter Gabriel but by Markus Popp and Eriko Toyoda, who style themselves “So”. Markus has previously released stuff with Oval while Eriko is a japanese singer/guitar player. It’s very good. Popp has taken ten un-named songs that Toyoda recorded and subjected them to far ranging digital Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073422169058529982004-01-06T20:49:00.000Z2004-01-06T20:52:25.076ZDo you like my flashy new colour scheme? If you haven't been here yet then you should. Support our fairy blogmother. Comments make her yap all the louder.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073398014917274242004-01-06T14:06:00.000Z2004-01-06T14:08:07.123ZYou may refer to me as “two goal hero” as I scored twice for Torpedo last night. The first was a snap shot from the edge of the box after the ball was cut back to me from the right while the second was a powerful solo effort, driving low across the keeper to the far corner from 20 yards having turned the defender inside out down the inside right channel. We did lose 3-2 but the important thing isStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073380043915134572004-01-06T09:07:00.000Z2004-01-06T10:24:14.716ZMina has returned with her new blog "Small Yappa-type Dog". Go there now and leave comments. Go on, clear off or i'll take you to the fackin' cleaners!Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073307488585105372004-01-05T12:58:00.000Z2004-01-05T12:59:19.013ZBack at “work”, Boo. And my computer doesn’t work, Hiss.
Listened to The Make-Up on the way in (“they go aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh”).
Happy new year everyone. Some new years are easy to adjust to (2001 seemed easy) but I keep dating things 2003 today. Maybe our clients will think they’ve gone back in time when they open tomorrow’s post and run, screaming in their consternationStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1073127793164553872004-01-03T11:03:00.000Z2004-01-03T11:04:22.310ZSeems before it’s over it’s begun. With christmas and moving house I am now very poor. Boo.
Lincoln were robbed on the 28th by CUFC’c 14 men.
Rented piano is here now. No room for anymore instruments.
Mina is in the capital today with her mum so I might commit some doodles to tape.
Saw Return of the King last night. Fi...lm. Pity about the ending(s).
Justin Timberlake is on TV now. What a Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1072263083482325552003-12-24T10:51:00.000Z2003-12-24T10:52:22.106ZLast day (half day really) at work until the 5th. Hooray! Party last night at our's was fun. Impromptu recording of two very special songs took place. Look out for "Dave came home (but couldn't score a goal)" and "Adam the stoat boy" in the shops in January.
I am coming down with a cold in time for christmas. Boo. Secret Santa gave me the last Will Oldham album, which is neato.
Set up our netStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1072188556407466372003-12-23T14:09:00.000Z2003-12-23T14:10:14.793ZSpot the difference (1 point)
Spot the reference (2 points)Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1072186303525891672003-12-23T13:31:00.000Z2003-12-23T13:32:41.670ZOnly this afternoon and tomorrow morning left for work and then I'm free till the 5th. Come on you stupid clock.
Going home to the family tomorrow afternoon.
Broadcast's "Ha Ha Sound" is a very good record. Old news but good news.
"Mad World" at number one? I'm baffled.
Prepare yourselves for the return of Topsy in the New Year. Construction on the project starts very soon. Watch this space Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1072100824597708532003-12-22T13:47:00.000Z2003-12-22T13:48:01.450ZWent to the office christmas party/meal on Friday. Fun. MD was 3 sheets to the wind and tried to out-sing the birthday party in the next suite, matching their “Happy Birthday to you” with his own “Swing low, sweet chariot”. It’s a pity we don’t have a panto-m-mine like my brothers (see link to “matts entertainment”). I can’t remember the last time I took to the stage as, being a violinist, I was Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1071678826925945942003-12-17T16:33:00.000Z2003-12-17T16:34:39.233ZWHAT!!!! I have just been helping a new engineer to access a vital statistical package on the internet. This package compliments the governments contaminated land exposure assesment regulations (CLEA for short). Our industry is, to a large extent, governed by CLEA. Imagine my suprise when, forgetting the address of the website from which one downloads the software, I typed "CLEA download softwareStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1071668168049051362003-12-17T13:36:00.000Z2003-12-17T13:37:00.076ZChristmas songs; good tunes for good times or just barmy old cack? The majority, including some of the carols detailed on Greg's blog are the latter. If Elton John's back catalogue can be compared to a lake of raw sewage (and I think it can) then "Step into Chritmas" is one of the biggest solid lumps therein. I am similarly appalled by Slade, Wizard, Sir Cliff, and all the other christmas Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1071665729209083502003-12-17T12:55:00.000Z2003-12-17T12:56:21.733ZNew comments thing. Very taxing.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1071496061337240182003-12-15T13:47:00.000Z2003-12-15T13:48:31.216ZI have spent the last three days moving house. I am tired. We got off to a flying start on Friday morning. We left early to get a parking space near the letting agent (parking in Cam is like parking in London) and stumbled upon the one road in Cambridge that no-one wants to park on. We sat for 20 minutes on a deserted street before crossing the road to the agents at 9.00 on the dot.
Once thereStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1071062629060288022003-12-10T13:23:00.000Z2003-12-10T13:24:34.296ZTime is short so...
Dawson's Creek sucks ass.
I heard the Darkness referred to as "end of the pier metal", spot on.
I have aquired some sleigh bells.
I scored a top goal at football on monday for a team I don't play for.
Thanks to Medge for his oven guarding duty volunteerism.
I don't have to explain myself to the likes of you!
What is the worst line in a song. Is it "her exit was so urgent she Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070890982995158592003-12-08T13:43:00.000Z2003-12-08T13:43:46.013ZPray for the Hornet. He is having an operation to replace his brake pads and nearside front tyre. I can’t help but feel partly responsible.
Played football for Clare Graduates on Saturday. They were less Jens-like than last time but still managed to create both opposition goals (we lost two-nil) by failing to kick the ball in the compass direction they had intended.
Went to a Chinese for Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070635486077836392003-12-05T14:44:00.000Z2003-12-05T14:45:26.326ZI’ve spent this morning Christmas shopping in Cambridge. I am now weary. I ran into Mac in town, outside Robert Sayle. I nearly got Matthew some glace cherries due to an “incident” when we were young.
I was listening to Today this morning. Zimbabwe’s minister for external affairs was interviewed. He has a nice line in hilarious denial akin to comical Ali.
Having denied that the government Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070568389202992632003-12-04T20:06:00.000Z2003-12-04T20:07:09.043ZShit it all to hell. That squealing arse for brains harpee Amos has won the poll with 43% over NNCK's 41%. Cheesemonger has been thwarted by the tasteless legions of MOR hungry, undiscerning Tori-ites. New poll now.
Matthew, Holly says you are a big meanie and will be shot in the face with a canon full of cow guts when she next sees you. WOW! Look at that dead bastard. Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070527750192725892003-12-04T08:49:00.000Z2003-12-04T08:49:49.170ZI have ten minutes in the office before I head out to wreck up a little bit of Royston. I am taking this time to announce that the poll down there on the right will close this afternoon. The two leading contenders are amorphous ramshackle New York fluxus art folk noise-makers The No Neck Blues Band and (corn)flakey suburban coffee table piano botherer Tori Amos. When I get back from my fieldwork Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070470046161264332003-12-03T16:47:00.000Z2003-12-03T16:48:04.326ZHooray! I have just got in from the last of my 17 weekly trips to Preston and back. No more 400+ mile round trips.
We sucked at the quiz last night, the best of our two teams (me and my two silent partners) coming 4th while the worst (Medge, Tolly, Katie and Mac) came in 5th. On the plus side, Medge gave me a late birthday present in the form of a triangle to add to my collection of musical Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070287766829740142003-12-01T14:09:00.000Z2003-12-01T14:10:03.483ZSeven Nil! What a shower of shite. I was drafted in as a ringer for Medge’s football team yesterday. We lost 7-0 and deservedly so. I have seldom played behind such comedic ineptitude. I was listening to the radio today and heard author Jamie White talking about his new book which attacks the fallacy that everyone has a right to their own opinion. Very interesting. I think the book is called Bad Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1070119856270406082003-11-29T15:30:00.000Z2003-11-29T15:31:30.810ZIt’s Saturday afternoon and we are in the ‘chin watching soccer Saturday and having tea and doughnuts, made in my new doughnut maker (a birthday present from my sister). Went to Holborn last night for my sister’s engagement party. Saw my evil twin sporting marvellous shoes.
As far as your over-rated things comments go I was most amused by Greg’s vendetta against walker’s crisps. If they are Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069865513704213062003-11-26T16:51:00.000Z2003-11-26T16:52:25.686ZMaking good with my legs across open ground with an idea from the cheesemongers site, which are the most over-rated bands (and films, albums, people) in all of creation? Prizes, oh such prizes, for people who I agree with.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069852943218284672003-11-26T13:22:00.000Z2003-11-26T13:22:54.670ZTriumph is mine, or rather triumph is ours as we have returned to winning ways at the quiz. With Medge “having a quiet night in” our team consisted of me, ‘mina, Chris, Jo and Katie. £6 pounds each in winnings and none for Medge, HA!
I was pleased to see that the practise of interviewing people devoid of sense or reason has spread from local TV news to national news. As part of the coverage of Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069681392686085352003-11-24T13:43:00.000Z2003-11-24T13:43:41.873ZHooray, I’m 26. It was my birthday on Thursday. The ‘minasaurous had planned a “surprise” for the occasion which, after a small detour through Bury St. Edmunds, was a stay in a top notch little hotel in Lavenham, Suffolk. Our suite was very nice and diner in the restaurant was also top notch. I took along one my presents, a pair of remote control mini coopers, so ‘mina and I raced them around ourStevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069169618855112572003-11-18T15:33:00.000Z2003-11-18T15:34:02.310ZI've just spent some time mincing about on with google and discovered that my blog name is used by about 20 other people as the name for their site. Because of this i've changed the name of my blog yet again. That is all.Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069164500400544702003-11-18T14:08:00.000Z2003-11-18T14:08:44.170ZMe and holmium spent much of last night thinking of titles for tracks. We first tried sticking a pin in a dictionary and then moved onto robbing phrases from books at random. Names we rejected after inventing included “your cat is expressing alarm”, “expression of sickness” and “wow! Look at that dead bastard”. Any suggestions for track titles will be considered for future work. Also, leave your Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1069073538976918092003-11-17T12:52:00.000Z2003-11-17T12:52:41.873ZAnd I’m back. I haven’t written for a week as I’ve been off work, using up my hard earned annual leave. I’ve spent it variously in pubs or at home in dreary Hitchin working on some musical ditherings. These ditherings are now complete and form a (semi) cohesive body of about 42 mins. Matthew will be glad to learn that I intend to subject him to it’s full length when he is next nearby. Doubtless Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1068039357301245032003-11-05T13:35:00.000Z2003-11-05T13:35:55.393ZHad to get up early today to go to Bromley. I excelled myself by getting splendidly lost not ywo miles from where I used to live (for a short time). Still I’m back now and only have tomorrows weekly slog to Preston and back before I’m free for ten days. I plan to use this time to be lazy and/or mess about with my array of instruments to record some music (or as ‘mina rather grandly overstated it Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1067953172754143932003-11-04T13:39:00.000Z2003-11-04T13:39:30.933ZThankyou Mr Nutball. Work is slow at the moment so I have spent the morning moving and logging all our scientific gadgets. Many of them seem to be kaput but I did have fun spying on people with the surveying level. I see that ChrisMac has boldy made acusations of crapness about Medge’s preferred name for his (still to be convened) band. I too would say that that is a shocking name and is one of Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565304.post-1067867933637368952003-11-03T13:58:00.000Z2003-11-03T13:58:51.666ZI was just driving into town to buy sparklers for wednesday and on the radio was a report about the cruise ship with all the sick people on it. The report included the line "The Aurora has been in trouble ever since the start of its voyage when it was hit by a stomach bug." How big was this bug? Is it still on the loose?Stevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212961658973545020noreply@blogger.com