Run, Skinny Boy, Run! - 17:31, September 30, 2008

I’ve decided to take “affirmative action” and start running, I don’t know if this is a stupid time of year to start what with all the snow and ice that’s going to be on the ground but my hip’s still getting worse and worse (well, it feels that way anyway) and maybe forcing myself to do more energetic things will help? Not really sure why I ended that sentence with a question mark, haha.

Anyway, let me know if you fancy joining me. I was going to start today but I was curled up in bed at 3am this morning and realised I don’t have any trainers, or running shorts, or a pedometer, or one of those fancy and compulsory iPod cases that you strap to your arm.

You’ll have to be patient with me for the first few outings though and let me stop for a sit down or a leisurely game of frisbee if I start hurting.

The sign on my bike’s still there, but now it’s all soggy because it’s raining.

Back to editing articles!

"More of the same"..
Buckle Up Back There!
Righto..
P.A.R.T.E.H
Immolated in a firewall of charm
The dangers of buying a wallet in meatspace (heh, meat wallet)

THIS IS NOT A BIN!! - 17:57, September 29, 2008

I left the house only once yesterday and when I did I noticed that the milk crate I attached to the back of my bike was even more full of garbage than usual, coke cans, chip (sorry fries) containers, sandwich wrappers, plastic forks and other stuff. It’s been getting worse and worse!

I was going to make a detachable fabric cover (actually I still will) and put that over the top of it, like a denim force field!

Anyway, the point is I cleared out all the stuff and chucked it in our rubbish bin (which is only three or four feet from my bike, I might add – but that would involve them setting foot on the Crooked House turf, and I’m not sure I’d be happy with that either), stomped back inside and made a sign that said “THIS IS NOT A BIN!!” then gaffer-taped it to the back of the crate. I poked my head out of the window an hour or two later and yes, someone had ripped it off and thrown it in the crate, I must admit I laughed because quite honestly it’s something I’d do myself. I wrote a second one but made it even bolder and blacker and more underlined and that’s survived the night so hurrah!

Other things, hmmm, I’ve had a brilliant weekend, a combination of pottering around on my own and working. I’ve been up since 5am this morning with BMEvideo, the amount of submissions have been steadily rising (not that they ever dropped, it’s just increased upon the large amount that was already coming through) for a month or two now, what with that, the recent batch of DVD content and the huge amount of submissions that came through over the weekend it’s looking like it’s going to be a wicked week, and I managed to get through about forty articles yesterday as well.

I love my job :D

Toodle Pip.

"More of the same"..
Flies.
Immolated in a firewall of charm
Worse than headless brooms.
Buckle Up Back There!
Tips for a more temperate life.

Yawn. - 08:33, September 28, 2008

It’s twenty past one on a Sunday morning and I’m updating drivers on both my computers, fiddling about with DynDNS, creating CSS stylesheets for a friend and thinking about November.

I’m almost on series four of Peep Show.

Gnaw gnaw gnaw.

"More of the same"..
E160 Geekery..
I’m a Jeremist, I’m an illegal Jeremist..
All the little funny bits.
P.A.R.T.E.H
Right, my turn now!

Right, my turn now! - 08:29, September 27, 2008

A whole day to myself, naked in bed editing articles (on my recently resurrected but still beautifully battered laptop), watching Peep Show, Green Wing, Rush Hour, Spaced, Boosh, Clone High, The Tick, Dexter, Attention Scum, Bottom, Father Ted, Harvey Birdman, Zim, Dexter, People Like Us, The Oblongs, and Look Around You.

It doesn’t get much better than this!

"More of the same"..
MY HERON!
Useless fingers.
Flies.
I’m not usually the sweary type..
Gaze.
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