Friday, April 22, 2005

"The Ultimate Game Chair includes two mounted speakers, a pair of special designed half controllers that are attached to flexible rods poking out from either arm of the chair, and 14 vibrating motors. The force feedback motors allow the chair to deliver direction blasts of rumble so you can tell where gunfire or sounds are coming from. The best part is that it’s only US$750."

I think I need one. Maybe two. In an astonishing coincidence, it's likely that two of these chairs plus shipping would almost exactly equal our $3000 baby bonus. If that's not fate I don't know what is.

Also, I want one of these. It's pretty.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Harry! ya wee jobby, you didn't say you were going to be coming over!

Bloody hell

Some things i have learned during my trip to the mother-land.

Meet the parents didn’t need a sequel. Meet the fockers is that unnecessary sequel.

Japanese TV makes no sense,

There’s a hotel adult channel called blue-cherry,

The smell of shellfish pasta fills a plane really quickly,

10 hours is the reasonable upper limit for a flight. Knowing that after 6 hours you’re only halfway done is tedious as hell,

People in England are genuinely unfriendly,

The London Eye is really close to the Houses of Parliament (and goes quite high)

The London Underground is HUGE. And parts of it look like a sci-fi set.

Some things change quite a lot in 4 and a half years, and others stay almost exactly the same.

Thursday, April 07, 2005


Harry, et al, the new Dr Who is actually pretty good.

There has to be an upside to being in the septic isle nes pas?

Christpher Eccleston is really rather grand as the Dr, and Russel T Davies who wrote it all, and Queer As Folk also Casanova, has actually injected some sort of insight into the whole Time Lord and what is it like being the Dr.

A nice bit of dialogue

"When you lot discovered that the world was round you could not concieve of clinging to a vast ball hurtling through the void at extraordinary speeds, let alone that the entire of space and time is doing the same thing. The thing is...I can feel it happening"

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

After months of speculation:

the ABC picks up the new Doctor Who.

No sign of a screening date though :(

Desci blogged this, and I'm sure I've seen it before, but I can't remember when or's freakish and strange and perplexing but compelling:

Post Secret

their manifesto:

You are invited to anonymously contribute your secrets to PostSecret. Each secret can be a regret, hope, ,experience, unseen kindness, belief, fear, betrayal, desire, feeling, confession, or childhood humiliation. Reveal anything - as long as it is true and you have never shared it with anyone before.

Create your own 4-inch by 6-inch postcards out of any mailable material. But please only put one secret on a card. If you want to share two or more secrets, use multiple postcards.

Please put your complete secret and image on one side of the postcard.

You may mail your postcard inside an envelope if you prefer.

Be brief - the fewer words used the better.
Be legible? - use big, clear and bold lettering.
Be creative - let the postcard be your canvas.

PostSecrets are more likely to be displayed if they are short, easy to read, and creative.

Mail your secrets to:
13345 Copper Ridge Rd
Germantown, Maryland
USA 20874-3454

Email questions or comments to:

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Well there is one improvement in the world in preparation for the Pumpkin, JP2 is no more.

I kow he will be replaced by a near facsimile of himself, equally homophobic, mysoginistic and demented but you never know.

A wee improvement in the world.

pol x

Monday, April 04, 2005

God, we're slack. Nearly a month between posts.

I guess the reason I haven't posted a lot is that icreasingly my life seems to be preoccupied with the whole pregnancy thing... it gets in the way (of me leaning forward, of sitting up straight at my desk and still being able to reach the keyboard...) So you get the idea.

When you realise that any second now, you could suddenly start being a mum, life gets a bit strange, not to mention scary. How am I going to not fuck it up? When Bill and I were talking about kids, there's so much we didn't think about - who is going to explain war/poverty/the liberal party? How do you explain to a small child that there are bad people out there, but no, really, you're safe?

The other night at about 3am, we heard an unusual noise in the living room. Being that it takes me several minutes to get out of bed (dunno what will happen if there is ever a fire!) bill got up to find purdey sitting bolt upright (and clearly pleased with herself) in the wicker bassinette. Yes she was naughty, and yes it had better not be something she tries when pumpkin is here, but I wish bill had taken a picture.

How do explain this kind of stuff to a kid, "sorry you're not allowed to play horsey with the dogs/cover the kitchen with flour to make snow/charge headfirst and repeatedly into a wall with a bucket on your head, but it's okay for us to laugh at you and film it for funniest home videos"?