Rustling
More cow pictures.
Monthly archives: June 2004
A life on the ocean's wave
Cypriot Police are investigating after footage of an orgy aboard a yacht chartered out of Ayia Napa surfaced on local television. The “party” took place in international waters, so exactly what they can do about it is uncertain.
Hmmmm. An orgy on a yacht……
War is Hell
Jake and Dinos Chapman’s Hell may have been consumed in the great Saatchi art fire, but Stefan Krikl’s project is a similarly gory work. It uses action figures modifed with wax, heat and crude animatronics to produce scenes from the Eastern Front in WW2.
via Boingboing
I love the smell of roast coffee in the morning. It smells of….. breakfast.
I’ve been in a bit of a rut for the last few days. I’m getting the coursework done, but nowhere near as fast as I ought to. I needed to get out of the house. In fact, I needed to do one of my hundred things.
Venus sells raw green coffee, so off I headed. Of course, I had to get cash first, and that turned into a cattle rustling adventure in itself (pictures later). Eventually- via Whitworth Park, Oxford Road, Castlefield and the Central Library- I arrived at the shop. I love Venus. It’s a lot like shopping in a different country. Many of the products only have the barest of English descriptions, some have none at all. One kilo of green coffee cost £3.99, which is great value.
I used techniques described here, though we don’t possess a CO2 fire extinguisher, so I just crossed my fingers and hovered over the pan.
How did it taste? Well, it wasn’t the best coffee I’ve ever had, but the simple fact that I roasted it elevated it. It was a lot like the roast coffee I’ve bought from Venus, suggesting the same beans, with the occasional burnt overtones (there’s a surprise).
Another one down. Now I have to replace it. Any suggestions for thing 103, please leave them in the comments. (I reserve the right to refuse any.)
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets
…..of Manchester. Sight-seeing lunchtime walks have been proposed for sedentary city centre workers. I’m still thinking of doing a Look Up, Look Down walking guide to the city centre highlighting all those things above head height or under foot that we normally miss.
Knobbly art
Tracy Emin’s My Bed has been recreated in Lego for an exhibition at the Comme Ca art gallery in Castlefield.
Executive Orders
Okay fanboys, get your heads around this. Seven of Nine was married to Jack Ryan, President of the United States and recurring character in Tom Clancy’s books. But they got divorced. Seven cited the President’s desire to have sex with her in public at “avant-garde” (as he called them) clubs in New York and Paris (Tom Paris? He’s involved in all this as well.) They should have just used the holo-deck.
View
This is what I was working on earlier that explains the maid pictures.
And this was the view from the window earlier.
Headlights
Light up bras. Need I say more?
French Dressing
Why is Mary dressed as a saucy French maid? you ask. Why not. I reply.
It’s a side effect of the coursework I’m doing. Honest.
The Right Stuff
Via Boingboing, galleries from the SpaceShipOne flight yesterday. Alan’s Mojave Weblog and eecue’s photoblog.
If someone brings out a SS1 model I will buy it.
Vibrator Personality
Get a recommendation for your ideal vibrator. Mine should be battery operated, so I’m told. Extra points if it recommends the Rubber Duckie waterproof massager.
Be my friend!
I’m not au fait with the whole Friendster/ social networking thing, but I’ve signed up to one anyway. Backwash is “The Internet organised by personality” which is nice. Make friends and they can see your bookmarked links. If they bookmark the link their friends can see the link, and so on through however many degrees of separation, with popular links getting boosted onto the front page. There also appears to be a payola scheme for getting their columnists to mention your links, but I’m ignoring that. Anyway, my profile. Be my friend.
Do you like my tight sweater?
I was trying to think of an ironic commentary for this but really I can’t.
A contest from Duck Brand Duct Tape for people to make their prom outfits from duct tape…
From the lovely Floatyfish on Livejournal
Soggy Man!
I don’t have to go to Nevada for the Burning Man. I just have to go home and hop across the Solway to the Wicker Man festival. The 100 Things plan to go to Burning Man did include the option of a Scottish version, provisionally titled Soggy Man, so who knows.
Space Oddity
SpaceShipOne is set to take off for the first private flight into space later today.
That's me in the corner….
Let’s hear it for the introvert. I’m a bit more introvert than I am extrovert, and it doesn’t always take alcohol to help me flip between states. But if extrovert means the sort of gobby moron who’d volunteer for Big Brother then I’m on the side of the quiet ones every time.
WLTM
The quest to complete the 100 Things continues. I’ve done a little research towards number 7- Take part in a threesome.
So I present to you- a beginners guide to wife swapping.
Old Cycling on the Pavement columns continue to go into the Archive. Annual subscribers now get extra free content, which will keep changing over time. Right now it’s two of the desktop wallpapers.
