Lonesome Cow Boy

With only some forms to fill out (and some tuition to pay), the first year of my HNC is now over. The fact that I’ve been given Summer projects suggests that they want me back, which is nice. I’m going to have to slot them in between my own Summer projects, though. Project 1 is Get a Job, but, failing that, I’m going to aim for setting myself a goal per week and seeing how many I can achieve. An ongoing goal is to get a week’s worth of Deputised Experts and Mary Tales done each week, so that when webcomicsnation finally goes online I’ll have a big healthy buffer of ready material. Other projects include learning enough Flash to do an interactive cow map, cycling- and documenting- the length of the Ship Canal, getting pictures for the Look Up, Look Down, series of walk guides around the city centre and aiming for a hundred miles a week on my bike ready for next year’s Bogle.

One cow I found yesterday-

And the view from the window about twenty minutes ago-


via GeekPress, the ten most untranslateable words to and from English. It’s appropriate that Gobbledegook is one of the hardest English words to translate.

Is there a word, I wonder, for turning up to a meeting despite knowing from experience that the other party isn’t going to appear, but you have to go because you never know, this time they may turn up. Or, (slightly) less complicated, someone who is so consistently unreliable that they’re unreliability has become something you can rely on. It’s all turning into my own version of Waiting for Godot only without the beatings and suicide attempts.

Anyway, that’s what I spent yesterday afternoon doing. At least it was sunny and I got a few cow shots.

And a few non-cow pictures-

I also found a couple of books to add to my wants list- High Tide: news from a warming world and the Dictionary of Imaginary Places.

Art Kaida

AK47 has struck again

AK47, as he calls himself, has removed a Tracy Emin pink neon sign called Just Love Me from outside the Hackney Empire theatre in east London…….he said: “It’s the tackiest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s just held together by a few nails. No joiner would let it out of his workshop.”

Yesterday I was pondering getting a real live cow and leaving it in a pen in Piccadilly Gardens. But I decided it would be cruel because it would confuse the Scallies too much.

Green Fairy

Bar Centro was offering something they called a Mad Cow, a mix of Red Bull and Absinthe which just sounds disgusting. I’ve only had the green stuff the once, I don’t think I hallucinated, but I still consider this sacrilege. Courage brewers, meanwhile, are being a bit more traditional, offering a shot and chaser combo of Absinthe and lager at �5 a go for clubbers.