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| Sunday |
the Eleventh of August, 2002 |
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| A frivolous idea for a competition - to see who can make
the longest word from a queue of impatient Nethack monsters.
Use any Roguelike you like, and send your screenshots to
this address. Due to the laughable
straightforwardness of forgery in the ASCII medium, there are no prizes,
only rounds of sceptical audience applause.
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| Friday |
the Ninth |
"Be-be-be-beep. Be-be-be-beep. Be-be-be-beep."
Upsideclone awakes. An Arm and a Leg -
some throwaway early-morning brain dialogue from Raven, with a great ending.
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| Thursday |
the Eighth |
"In 'One Song to the Tune of Another' you take the words of one
song, that is the one song element of 'One Song to the Tune of
Another' and sing them to a tune, that is the tune element of 'One
Song to the Tune of Another', which has been taken from another song.
When I said 'song' just then, I did not mean the song in 'One Song to
the Tune of Another', I was simply referring to an abstract song for
the purposes of clarifying 'One Song to the Tune of Another'."
One Song to the Tune of Another - explained.
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| Wednesday |
the Seventh |
I had to track a bottle down, this morning, to be sure that I hadn't
dreamt it:-
"Bottle exclusively designed for the use of Volvic
Natural Mineral Water. Do not refill."
I'd always thought the over-exaggerated brand-selfish warning to be a
purely battery-based thing, playing off the electrical god-fearing ignorance
of the average punter. ("Only use Brand X batteries in this product! Never mix
Brand X batteries with inferior alternatives! If you ever try to recharge
a Brand X battery it will explode and kill you!")
But this is good. Maybe the plastic dissolves or catches fire if it
comes into contact with a liquid which lacks Volvic's precise trace minerals.
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| Tuesday |
the Sixth |
"I'm in this turn now, tight as I can get it, that helps me hold my
altitude and helps me hold my airspeed and everything else all the way
round. When I level out, the nose is a little bit high and as I look up
there the whole sky is lit up in the prettiest blues and pinks I've ever
seen in my life. It was just great."
For Hiroshima Day, the Guardian has a thoroughly chilling interview
with the pilot of the Enola Gay, a man who was stolidly doing his
job and is still in favour of bombing civilians if it means winning a war.
Hiroshima's current mayor made some comments in America's direction, this morning.
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Half Man Half Biscuit performed some new material from their forthcoming
album, on some Andy Kershaw programme last week. You can
listen to the whole broadcast via the BBC, or effortlessly
download some pre-lifted MP3s, rather than faffing around with bootlegs and
dodgy tape-to-tape copies which you'll accidentally record over at some
point. I love the 21st century.
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| Gravelly 1980s Russian-cliché spam from 'Alexander Borisov':
"This is the best resource where you can find out how to steal a
credit cards from American jerks."
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