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Nov. 18th, 2007 @ 03:24 pm Not that I'm obsessed with wierd sex, you understand, but
Current Mood: sorta puzzled

... after the Bike Love, now this

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Nov. 11th, 2007 @ 03:19 pm BSG fic: Some Kinds of Monsters
Current Mood: embarrassed
Current Music: Yup, still Bach cantatas. Don't half go on.
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This is embarassing to admit, but I'd actually forgotten about this one.

Mildly spoilerish for S4, or at least it was back in late 2007.

So I figured I'd better post it before it got overtaken by events or rewrites - if it hasn't already been.


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Oct. 27th, 2007 @ 05:30 pm Mistah Chipz, he dead ....
location: Home
Current Mood: amused

He was quite old, or so the repair man told me. I guess laptop years are even shorter than dog years.

Until I splashed the cash and replaced him, I've had to live in the Real World, which is a strange place. But it's all back to normal now!

Meanwhile, no news on the Strange Victorians, because I guess the Friends of Tower Hamlets Cemetery have had more important fish to fry
Town Hall Leader Admits "Grave Error" in Cemetery Row


Following a Rap tradition  Shamelessly stealing Rap’s better ideas, as ever, here are two stories that you may have missed – aka weirdness from the Daily Telegraph, which is a right-wing paper that has always done obituaries and crime well –

 First, the obituary of Sammy Duddy, not your run of the mill Loyalist paramilitary


And second, a new way to ride your bike -


(Theage of the bike is not recorded, nor whether it’s receiving counselling.) 

Seriously? I truly don’t understand this one. On every level, in case you were wondering, because when cyclists talk about New Bike Lust, I've always understood it meant Shopping.  I suppose it's always possible I'm thoroughly immoral and sunk in depravity, but I’m much more disturbed about the reaction of the cleaners than about the bikesexuality. 
Being put on the sex offenders’ register with all the power that has to ruin your life? For this?  How much more victimless can a crime get?  Yes, yes, this is exactly what “Do not disturb” signs are for: but surely the right thing for the cleaners to do would have been to make their excuses and leave, like a good muck-raking journalist. 

For sure, have a good snigger about it afterwards.

BTW in June last year, there was a very rude comedy video on YouTube of, err, more or less the same thing.  Should still be available, but it’s very rude



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Sep. 18th, 2007 @ 06:27 pm (no subject)
Current Mood: curious
Current Music: over the top baroque arias for mezzo

A whiles back, I told pal </a></strong></a>[info]ingrid that her cool collection of funerary angels as black and white icons had inspired me to go photograph Tower Hamlets Cemetery, partly because it's full of gently decayed flawed not-quite-fallen angels amidst the overgrowth, but also because it's ten minutes away from my doorstep, and face it, there's no way I'm schlepping out to Abbey Wood or frantically diarising Highgate's next open day.

The one gravestone that really caught my eye wasn't an angel, or a pyramid, or a giant funeral urn, but something much plainer, because it was the people whom it was commemorating that were - interesting.

That should work - I for one welcome the comments of friends if it's too small.

What intrigues me is - I know how we'd interpret the relationship of these three people. But was that what was going on, or something more innocent? And how did they expect their group monument to be read by passers-by?
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Aug. 27th, 2007 @ 04:56 pm WOO!

Since it's your eleventy first birfday this month, I got you a nice, pimped out Permanent Account here on IJ. You get 300 icons here! I have brought over your icons from LJ and added a few to get you started. I also have friended wildcorgi to a few folks here on my f-list and to a couple bsg orientated groups....

Woo! Celebrate! Celebrate your crone-dom! >:)
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