Where are you now? Pete, February
I’m in a toilet in a hotel in Brussels. With a duck billed platypus, it would seem.
I’m in a toilet in a hotel in Brussels. With a duck billed platypus, it would seem.
Bernard’s favourite album is NOW 35 which is a source of some shame. However, today we are listening to The Best… Album In The World… Ever (volume 5). “Have you listened to this album before?” I ask. “No”, he replies. … Continue reading
Six songs doesn’t sound like much, but the runtime is a healthy 38 minutes. Bowie was in a bit of a tormented state around this time, partly because of all the coke, and partly because he’d just finished playing the … Continue reading
When you have a number of computers on a network, it can be useful to give each machine a name. Just like it’s easier to remember google.com than 74.125.224.72, it’s easier to identify a specific machine by a memorable name … Continue reading
Right-o, we’re up to number 9! Join me as I take a tour up John Lennon’s arsehole! But not straight away.
“Is this the right place?” “This is the address on the invitation.”
I have decreed that today’s cocktails should be in honour of cats. I know! Cats! On the internet! How can we have not done this before? The reasons for choosing cats are manifold. Firstly, Lisa‘s cat died on Wednesday, and … Continue reading
Some people sell their old mobile phones. Some donate them to charity. Some just throw them away. What do I do? Well, I don’t know yet.