So far today we’ve done sex and drugs. So we’ll finish with death. Wanna buy a corpse? And because I feel guilty about all the nasty stuff linked to today, here’s a kitten that needs a home.
Archive for March, 2001
itoke
Dave sent me this link, an amusing email exchange relating to the spoof site www.itoke.co.uk, which “offers” free delivery of illegal substances. What no-one seems to realise is that there’s already someone out there claiming to do it for real.
naughty machines
Anyone who’s seen the video to Add N To X’s Plug Me In will wonder where the band came across their “fucking machine” (sorry, couldn’t think of another way to phrase it). When they could’ve used the Jetaime. Or The Sybian. Or one of a number of protoypes. (Caution: X-Rated images).
safe for work
The pornography that’s OK to look at during office hours.
cadaver, inc
Fast, affordable, murder scene clear-up and corpse removal. Just call 1-866-BODYBAG.
28 hour day
This is a good idea – the 28 hour day. Bring on the 56 hour weekend…
anja
I’ve had an Amazon wishlist for a while, but not one with an introduction like this: “I’m Norwegian, 23, single (buy me shit and maybe I’ll fuck you. You never know). Her biog finishes with the phrase “Kill your neighbours.” Sounds like my kinda gal… but then she also says “I want you to love it when I’m angry. I want you to hit me back but not too hard.” I think I’d really like this girl if she didn’t scare me so much. Actually her blog is very funny – maybe she’s not so psycho after all.
my music
I thought I’d celebrate the fact that I’ve just signed up for Amazon’s Associate programme by listing the ten most recent albums I’ve bought (all within the last couple of weeks, but only one of which I actually purchased from Amazon, if I’m honest). I’ve been going through a “old music is good music” faze, so don’t expect to fnd anything by Gorillaz. Or any of that other music that children listen to.
Norman Blake – Slow Train Through Georgia. Not to be confused with Teenage Fanclubs’s Norman Blake or mother murdering Norman Bates, or even Brighton’s Norman Cook, Norman Blake contributed to the glorious soundtrack to Oh Brother, Where Art Thou, and if you liked that, you’ll like this. A modern take on Bluegrass without deviating too much from the original blueprint, Norman often records albums with his wife, Nancy. This recording is not one of those.









Well folks, that’s all. My mercifully brief and extremely laboured entry into the world of rock journalism is over. I feel like Captain Oates, and may not return to this particular landscape for some time. Goodnight.
mcsweeneys
For those who don’t know (and you should), McSweeney’s is the site edited by David Eggers, author of the aptly titled “A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius.” Now everyone can feel a little bit closer to Dave using crummy.com’s McSweenifier, designed to “make your writing look better than it is.” But does it work? You be the judge.
bosom power
I think that tonight I will go out and get drunk. And who knows? I may meet the woman of my dreams, the sort of girl who would probably benefit from these.