Piwomania.

Piwomania.
Well, I am in Poznan, but my laptop won’t play nicely with the wireless network here. So I am attempting to post from my phone. More when I have a full screen at my disposal. For now, here is the first sign I could read fully in Polish today. (Apologies for poor lighting.)

Highbrow. 1

I went to see Tacita Dean’s Film at the Tate Modern today. It was pretty amazing. Doing that kind of work on celluloid is just…unfathomable. It would probably be semi-easily done digitally – which is part of the mystique of it. It did remind me of of Norman McLaren a bit (though the perforations are ...

Fear and loathing in Kensal Rise. 2

I really am a shit tourist. Example? I’m absolutely delighted to be back at my hotel with an M&S egg & cress sandwich (I splurged!) in time to watch Countdown. It’s the first time I’ve seen it in the post-Vorderman universe and I’m not sure what to think. I missed the beginning, so I literally ...

Gross.

I am actually too busy to write terribly cleverly this morning, having turned off my 6:30 alarm instead of getting up, so I am dashing this out between bites of oatmeal. Apologies for the utter pointlessness, but hey, that’s blogging, amirite? In 24 hours, I will be in London, a city that I first visited ...

Placeholder. 3

My brain finally snapped and realised that HOLY SHIT VACATION IS SOON, so I’m running around trying to get prepped for my week-and-a-bit-long adventures across that ocean thing. So far, my items packed include…nothing. I both admire and am baffled by people who can pack days/weeks in advance, not only because I really don’t have ...

Hedda Gabler? Me? 1

I’m not a Hallowe’en person. As a kid, sure, but beyond the age of 15, it held no interest at all, in large part due to my not liking to be the centre of attention in a dressing up sort of way. I don’t particularly care if other adult-type people dress up, but I really ...

A Poker game with Kirk.

(A long time ago, there was a online journal-y website called Inknoise. I had a blog there. It was called ‘blaug’. Here is a favourite from that site from January 1, 2006. This is a classic-in-lieu-of-new entry for a frightfully busy day, courtesy of The Wayback Machine.) Kirk, it’s your turn. You can either call ...

Things fall apart.

(That is a truly tacky title and I apologise. A bit.) At this time yesterday, I was already at work. At this time today, I am very resentful of the ongoing construction (it’s been four months of digging, filling, re-digging, occasionally moving giant concrete structures, more digging) because they always start earliest on days when ...

Miam.

Miam.
Hey, I’m cheating and setting this up the night before. Why? Because I have to be at work at 7am, a time when I am rarely/barely (brarely?) awake, let alone useful. I baked these to cheer myself up because of that shitty morning I’m going to have tomorrow. This is such a slacker-ass entry too, ...

Retreads.

Short, uncohesive, entry this morning, as I’m running super late and really should be hopping on my bike, oh, now. Or fifteen minutes ago. I’m going on vacation next week. I haven’t had more than four days off in a row since August 2010 (which, okay, isn’t *that* long ago, except it really, really is). ...