Archive for December, 2009

Having woken up at some godawful hour last week, I stuck on a This American Life podcast while trying to doze. It usually helps lull me back into unconsciousness, with Ira Glass reading me a nice story. But this one grabbed me too much to sleep; it was all about mind games and tales of […]


Flippin’ hell

14Dec09

Here’s something spectacularly pointless that I can’t afford, don’t need and wouldn’t use. But for some reason I want it. For around $3,500 (how much is that these days – about half a million quid?) you can treat a loved one to this automatic pancake-making machine: According to food2.com, it churns out 200 pancakes an […]


I have developed a disconcerting habit of checking my emails every two minutes, clicking ‘inbox’, watching the little whirry symbol do its thing, and then either getting mildly excited that Ticketmaster has sent me an update, or mildly disappointed that I have the same number of emails as two minutes ago. 108 days ’til the […]


Well done David Eggers. Over in San Francisco the author of ‘A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius’ has just launched his latest project, a one-off newspaper called the San Francisco Panorama. What’s great about this is that unlike most publishers Eggers and his fellow McSweeney’s staff haven’t tried to compete with the internet, instead ignoring […]


Games Britannia

07Dec09

Yep, December’s here in full force. Bonhomie, mince pies, and the feeling of being slightly pissed for a month. I quite like Christmas, but what with my addled attention span, by mid-December I’ve pretty much lost my flavour for it. And the prospect of having to sit through a slew of Christmas TV makes me […]


OK, a couple of deep breaths and some very loud techno later, I’m feeling a bit more sanguine. So it might be a good time to drop a quick update of some of the good stuff I’ve been up to in the last couple of weeks. Despite my bitching, there’s plenty going on at the […]


I’m in a foul mood. I’m bored and overworked; I’m fed up watching journalism disappear down the pan; I’m angry as hell that my MA, which cost a stack of money and took a year of pointlessly hard graft, has done bugger all to improve my job prospects. I managed to injure myself while out […]