Category: Random

Idle thought of the afternoon – What if you held a really big weblogging competition and nobody came?

You know what’s interesting? That a few years ago everyone was emulating Amazon and Yahoo! when they thought about designing e-commerce and information directory-based sites – but nowadays everything looks so much better when it looks like Google.

A word much used in the UK at the moment is ‘ming’. Not the Chinese dynasty – and not the intergalactic warlord either. But it’s a word that’s in fairly common usage at the moment and it’s also a word that has yet to hit America – which it may never do. And you’ll never understand how funny Whorechalking is if you don’t know about it:

ming Verb. To smell or look unpleasant. E.g.”Oooh, mings in here! Who’s farted?” [A dictionary of slang]

For all those interested – this is what the weather’s like in Norfolk for the next five days.

Why the hell hasn’t anyone apart from me noticed that Six Feet Under is like the indie Dallas it’s ok to like? I mean you’ve got the good natured, idealistic, scruffy one and his nervous, edgy, spiky partner. You have the mother who’s the head of the family – the dead oppressive father in the background. And we finally know why JR was such a bastard and why he had to muck around with so many women – desperately trying to prove that he’s not a repressed poof left in charge of the business. And there’s even another company trying to take them over. All you need is the Funeral Barons Ball!

Kind of grumpy this evening. I went to see a really lame film with Cal which was really really funny, but that I got all mournful in the bus on the way home. I think it’s cos I broke my plastic spork at lunch-time. Maybe it was like a symbol, like they have in books that chicks like. Or something. One thing cheers me up – that tomorrow I can reveal to Cal that Anthony Hopkins character in the movie we saw was called ‘Gaylord Oaks’.

You know what’s crap about the web? People no longer propogate my memes when they’re really shit, just because I tell them to. What’s that about? Jeez, people. How often do I have to explain this relationship to you? I write dumb crap up here every day, and you’re supposed to do my bidding without question in return. It’s not bloody difficult! Shall I write it down for you in capital letters on little bits of paper you can carry with you?

For some unfathomable reason, my wishlist has suddenly hit #17 on Blogdex despite only having been linked to by me. It occurs to me how much fun it would be to get my wishlist to #1 on Blogdex, plus how much extra loot I’d get for my birthday. Which would be cool. So charge your glasses ladies and gentlemen and link today – ideally using this exact phrase: It’s Tom from plasticbag.org’s Thirtieth Birthday Wishlist Bonanza! Or some crap like that…

Cool Buffy link of the day comes courtesy of Prol and friends who have been working on Whedonesque for ages now. It’s a discussion board of the Metafilter tradition – only concerned with nothing but the products of Joss Whedon – Buffy creator. Good show, people! Good site! And destined to be huge…

Best film of the eighties – Heathers – contains a variety of cool quotes. But the shooting script puts an entirely new spin on some scenes. Worth reading for the sheer number of classic lines…

HEATHER MCNAMARA
Look, heather left behind one of her
Swatches. She’d want you to have it,
Veronica. She always said you couldn’t
accessorize for shit.