The disturbing mind of Cal Henderson has come up with the most evil thing I’ve seen in years: which uk blogger would you most like to see naked? I have it on good authority that whoever wins this poll will take much of their kit off immediately.
I don’t even know what to say. The person who got me Buffy on video – wow. This has been the main symbol of my currently tightened circumstances – that the thing that would be my first frivolity sits on a shelf glaring at me. I actually got a bit emotional. I don’t know what to say.
Today on Barbelith: CCTV in a nutshell – “Britain leads the world in the use of closed circuit television to discourage crime on our streets, and enjoys the highest known proportion of CCTV coverage.”
More grotesque photos of the most recent Blogmeet (12 /6/2001). When will someone realise that the pallid complexion, RSI’d arms and over-caffeinated geek world will never photograph well?
Matt Haughey relaunches haughey.com as his professional site. It’s a startlingly simple and elegant design, using high quality images. The front page feels like a window. There’s something familiar to me about the text formatting on the images. It reminds me of something big in the graphic design world a while back. If anyone can see what I’m talking about, then mail me. It’s driving me insane.
Proposal: Combine weblog with diary and journal by making it possible to (1) post in advance, (2) assign times to events, (3) be able to choose whether the post should be public or private, (4) have private posts be viewable through a concealed login so you can check your itinerary on the go, (5) Build in ‘talk about this event’ functionality.
Secrets are the battery acid of the mind. If you had secrets – if you had three things that you wanted to talk about but couldn’t – what would you do? Would your defences collapse under the pressure. If I said ‘lunch’, ‘chris morris’, ‘flight’ would that be enough to prop up the walls for a bit? Three secrets. Three words. Head in cling-film clouding up from within.
Reel giddily before the might of my final review involving people in rubber masks going ‘ook’: Battle for the Planet of the Apes sucks ass according to highly intelligent and trustworthy sources (ie. me). Experience the full depths of monkey mediocrity today!
“If you’re wondering why all the love that you long for eludes you and people are rude and cruel to you, I’ll tell you why. Today I am remembering the time when they pulled me back, and held me down and looked me in the eye and said you just haven’t earned it yet, baby. You must suffer and cry for a longer time. You must stay on your own for slightly longer. And I’m telling you now.”
Fascinating stuff on the Josh / Brian debacle that’s emerging in the Big Brother house. The Guardian talks about Josh’s A-list status, JoshandPecs.com goes the full self-promoting mile and Barbelith goes all analytic (I love the Underground). Totally engaging.