Archive: February 2012

It’s fairly easy to get addicted to Kickstarter. My first use of it was for Shaenon Garrity’s Narbonic Perfect Collection, a drive to get the funding to print the Compleat Editions of her wonderful comic series, Narbonic. Second was for

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(This was written last night, and then I forgot to post it) The important thing about gaining fitness is to make it part of your routine, I’m told. At the conclusion of the prologue to this adventure I narrowly avoided

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  Shoebox » Chuck & Beans. So I unsubscribed from Lovefilm DVDs today.

So, it’s been 190 days since I bought an iPad. I bought the magnetic cover and a bluetooth keyboard for it. At Charlie’s suggestion I also picked up the Origami case for the keyboard, bringing the price for the whole caboodle

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So, our flat’s been out of heating for a week or so. Long term readers will remember our current boiler has never been the most logical of devices. About a year ago it entirely packed up, and various attempts to fix

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Because the last one was so popular. The Tyranny of Bone China – In which your humble narrator attempts to find the name of a plate pattern. A Dark Tea-time – In which I explain the soul-sapping nature of unemployment.

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I can’t imagine anyone reading this who has any interest in it hasn’t heard by now, but Rich Burlew’s OOTS Pledgeathon for new books is coming to an eventual conclusion in about 9 hours (5pm GMT), having beaten his original

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So, of the opinion that cooking things was not going to happen this fine winter’s evening, we turned unto the Internet to send us food. Our preferred supplier of local internet foods at the moment is called SZS, and has a new

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(Then) Prime Minister Gordon Brown, September 2009, being Right: So I am both pleased and proud that, thanks to a coalition of computer scientists, historians and LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender) activists, we have this year a chance to

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I’ve got out of the habit of practicing reading stuff aloud, which is a shame. Also, I was reminded of a series of short stories I read a long time ago, amusing tales of a somewhat irreverant priest and his

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