Archive for January, 2002

Blogjam shopping special: four things you can buy online:
Official LAPD Riot Gear
Amish Furniture
Accessories For Inhalers
Pretzel’s. They’ll deliver to The White House

There are mistakes, and then there are mistakes. Building a plaque to celebrate the life of actor James Earl Jones, but inscribing the message “Thank you James Earl Ray for keeping the dream alive” on it falls into the latter category. Ray was the man who shot Martin Luther King.

Most peculiar. A photographer has built an online exhibition documenting various examples of road side memorials. What’s more, the pictures are for sale.

I suspect that the Marmot anti-porn page has done the rounds previously, but I’d never seen it before, and it made me laugh out loud. The picture captions are superb: “A marmot. Note the conspicuous lack of sperm shooting into it’s eyes.”

“So, why collect fake Dr Pepper’s instead of root beer or cola? The reason is because Dr. Pepper has the most interesting knock offs.” And you know what? The man has a point.

This has the potential to be the best TV series ever. Seriously.

Blimey. Marcia’s redesign is finally online. It’s really quite beautiful. As Miles Davis might say, it’s a kind of blue.

My good friend Tim, the Nature Boy, has sent me a link to a page showing all the plantlife to be found in my locale. Highlights include the Devil’s-bit Scabious, Fool’s Parsley, and the ever-popular (and officially protected) Stinking Goosefoot. Tremendous.

Pagan parenting page highlights: Sadly, there aren’t many, although Julia Hulse’s self-proclaimed rant about feminism raises hopes, until the realization kicks in that she’s being pretty reasonable all round, really.

Is the word minge only of great hilarity to UK residents? I feel so sorry for this guy and his election chances.