I keep getting to thinking about the people I've lost in the last couple of years, it's a process which I've been nobly informed is called 'reality checking' where you think of something you want to tell the person and then remember that unfortunately it isn't a possibility, that they aren't there to be told, [...]
Shantaram
I jumped into this book knowing very little about it which I believe is always an agreeable experience, if you haven't read it I would recommend going and doing so before you read any further which somewhat depletes this being any kind of review, which means I'm writing for myself, which I believe should be [...]
What improv gave me.
For the best part of a year I've been attending an improvised comedy workshop. Tonight is our second show and to put it in the words of the little girl in National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation I am 'shitting rocks'. I wouldn't want it any other way. Five minutes before I 'perform', be that in a [...]
I’ve lost today’s blog
I'm really annoyed. I started a post this morning about why we should legalise weed and it's decided to delete itself before I could finish it. Curses.
Crying (sad) wolf
I'd like to begin this post with a disclaimer, I am not pointing a finger at anyone in particular. If you're annoyed by what I've said then you need to think about why and maybe reconsider the way you conduct yourself. In the four years that I have been working I have noticed a very [...]
Why I refuse to live for the weekend
I've noticed a trend on my Facebook news feed of people complaining about it being Monday, like they didn't see this coming. I can only assume they are not aware of Mufasa's Circle of Life speech. Surely this is the most immediate example of wishing your life away. I love a weekend as much as [...]
Now that’s what I call a first novel (an almost review of Less Than Zero)
It's hard to review a book you've read at least ten times because you're instantly hung up on it all when you start. A friend (the same one who couldn't work out why he didn't have an Aston Martin) asked me how I could possibly read the same book more than once. Friend is a [...]
Why being a quarter of a century didn’t destroy me
I turned 25 last month, an age I previously would have referred to as being adult. At eighteen I assumed that by twenty-five I'd be set in my ways, have my own place, maybe even be married, silly little eighteen year old me. The state of play as I see it id that I'm twenty [...]
You’ve got to try.
I was on a bus this morning (because I'm a sucker for sharing my travel time with twisted broke fuckers) and spotted an old school friend who I haven't seen in a while. We had a bit of a catch up on the way to our mutual destination and he asked what I had been [...]
Gigs AKA How to tell if you’re becoming a cranky old bastard.
In the last week I have been to three gigs, namely Civil Wars, The Shins and Noah & The Whale. I've got a few observations I would like to share with you, but heads up now, this isn't a triple review. The first is the issue of cameras and smartphones being used to capture the [...]
