That was a thoroughly pleasant weekend, but I’m now fairly solidly knackered, despite being spark out by 11 last night. Resisted buying the new Beautiful South album, but am now staring at Amazon.co.uk with a sinking feeling, with both the album and “Hawksmoor” by Peter Ackroyd sitting in my shopping basket, calling to me. Got “Hawksmoor” in there as a result of Marcia’s recommendation and my own interest in one of Britain’s maddest and most interesting historical architects. I’m also contemplating “London: A biography” by the same author, but I think I’ll wait for the paperback on that one.
Author: Alasdair
Hiddenfactions
Hiddenfactions. Merlin’sbeen busy. And not with Rust, damn him.
Goats
Goats. Yes.
Products!
Yeah, yeah, running late again already. Piss off.
My order from unamerican.com arrived. I now own a “Jesus Hates Me” T-shirt, and a “Fuck Decaf” mug, along with a few badges and stickers. Result!
TPO
The Lair of The Painted One. Ian’s just started blogging, and has been good enough to permalink me. Everybody stop by and say hi to Ian. (Note to those few people who are good enough to do this sort of thing: I’ll reciprocate, as soon as I get the bastard re-design sorted out…)
CloneJesus
“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” I read this site and started wondering if the entire virgin birth business wasn’t one of these nutters getting their hands on a time machine…
Hosting
So, I’ve got hosting for my new domain sorted out, but I’m not sure what to do with it. I’ll probably wind up using it as my main site, or at least, a direct self-promotion site, details of upcoming work and the like, and maybe using roadofhate as a vanity publisher. I’d really like to do something community based with one of them, get other people work up on a site, but I don’t really know what. So I’m still accepting sugestions.
Sad Again
There are some things that just make me sick. Bad enough that some bunch of fuckers make child porn, but does it really need to be broadcast on the news? I think not.
Forgotten
Four times in two days. It’ll be months before I update this thing again, y’know. Anyway, after some friends of mine took me to task in a worryingly serious and earnest manner a few weeks back, concerned at how they don’t see any evidence of certain sides of my personality in anything I do these days, I thought I’d better flag this up. The current entry at forgotten.org was written by me. I do have romance in my soul. It’s just well hidden. Now stop bothering me about it.
Faahmbly
So, my little brother is over visiting this evening, and I’m showing him loads of neat webstuff, like blogger. He’s just registered his own domain domain name automaticsmile.com, and he’s looking for things he can do with it. If you’ve any suggestions for him, drop me a mail.