Tomorrow fucking well ought to be happening today. Especially if it looks like this.
Help bring about the fall of the Great Satan. Or, get some cool stickers.
Those of you who’ve read my comments on consumer culture may be interested to know that I wasn’t entirely mad, or so it would seem. Apparently, Pottery Barn paid for the right to have an episode of Friends built around Pottery Barn, and have the six inspid little bastards spend it surrounded by Pottery Barn gear. Info from Adbusters. Fear and nausea entirely my own.
Spent the morning at Ikea shopping for furniture for the new flat (T-7 days). I got the strangest looks from everyone at work when I told them I was going shopping at Ikea. 7 days before leaving, I discover I have a reputation around my office as a strange and frightening man, who is apparently far to odd to do normal things like buy furniture. Perhaps it’s good that I’m getting out of there.
OK, so it’s a bit cliched and not exactly anything new in the world of design, but y’know I really want one of these.
Only 4 entries before I felt the need to kvetch about work. In the middle of a huge site re-designed supplied by our national team, which will make the site bastard hard to maintain. We’re already about a week behind deadline, and it will probably launch some time today, but it’s not going to be ready for another month or so. Mercifully, I change job in a little over a week.
Spiders. Goats. Spider-goats.
“It’s not every day you see your dead wife on the tube.” Frightening Curves. Read it at once.
They’re always a bit tricky, aren’t they? I mean, is there an established ettiquette for starting these things off? What d’you say? Hi. This is my blog, hope you like it? I suppose it would do as a start. So, hi. I’m Alasdair. I think you should go here today.