From the monthly archives: December 2005
Two words: Don’t bother.
If you’ve got a cassette deck in your car, get a cassette adpater instead.
If you don’t, then hand the iPod to a passenger (young children work best for this), give them the ear buds, and get them to sing along, loudly.
Either way it’ll work better and sound better [...]
I guess I should mention that I probably won’t have any more music up this week.
Next week is a bit iffy too, as I’ll have my parents visiting – maybe something short . . . and since I’ll be in Queensland for the next week, again probably only something short, if anything at [...]
I’ve had my Christmas, dunno about the rest of you lot…
I finally managed to talk myself into buying an iPod. I figured that the trip to Europe is going to involve long plane flights, and also that I was going to have to spend a couple of hundred on memory cards for my [...]
To Ms Traci Harding, and whoever edited Masters of Reality:
Apostrophes are ONLY ever used for possesion or contractions.
They are _not_ used for plurals, not ever. Not even a little bit….
For some bizarre reason every pluralized instance of a couple of words in that book had a bloody apostrophe in it – [...]
Guess who’s going on the incentive trip to Prague and Berlin in Feburary!!!!
Wheee!!!!!
bloody hell. I’m guessing that Ms Harding had a long night in which she got herself well and truly stoned off her nut in front of her TV, fell in to a trance in front of a documentary about welsh kings, followed by a James Bond movie, an episode of Star Trek, Crocodile Dundee, Star [...]
Do journalists have horrible reading comprehension as a requirement for the job? Or do they really deliberately try to lie to us with headlines?
For example:
NIGHTWISH SEEKING NEW SOUND WITH TURUNEN REPLACEMENT
Which contains the following, right at the end:
“We will be open to a slightly new sound.”
That’s the [...]
Tonight’s one proves once again that I have no sense of time. I came up with something on guitar, but then as happens so often with me – when I tried to record it, I couldn’t figure out what time it was in..
In the end it turned out to [...]
right about now would be a good time for a certain someone to remember they were once my friend…
