He Waits…
He Waits There is a man in London, who waits.
Cage chatter
I like to think I’m on the cutting edge- so I’m making preparation for the day that the kids win and language finally dies. As part of my preparation I’m testing out different forms of communication. The first is what I call “cage-ing”; the process of having a conversation using only the face of Nicolas…
Perfect Dark glitches- Bodyguard shuffle
See, this is what I love about Perfect Dark- even 10 years after you finished the thing it’s a game that keeps on giving, much like Cilla Black…or leprocy. Myself and Mr. Coldicott fired up the XBLA (Xbox live arcade, actually having had to explain what that abbreviation stood for completely negated it’s initial use)…
Your dress is inappropriate
I understand the pressures that Ad agency’s are under to be fresh, cutting edge and attention grabbing. It’s a hard world out there competing for people’s attention; like a spoilt child shouting “mummy look at me!” as they empty your purse into the washing machine and set it on a 120 minuet cycle- hot wash….
It’s the Gas man!
the “Gas man” scene from Bottom is one of my all time favourite TV moments…ever. Upon searching for the clip on you tube- I found this. I can’t decide if it is genius, or some kind of mind burrowing virus…I feel infected. I can’t get it out of my head…and like every good virus, it…
Oxscam
Charity shops are an oddity to me. From what I see it boils down to a jumble sale in a shop where the laws appointed to retail take a back seat. None so evident as the laws obtaining to copyright. Whilst scanning the shelves of one of my favourite jumble sale buildings I came across…