Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Blogwatch

Congratulations...

Wandering Scribe, whose superbly written diary of being homeless has brought her to the attention of the New York Times.

The extraordinarily prolific Inspector Sands, whose excellent blog Casino Avenue recently celebrated its third birthday.

Meanwhile...

Be warned: bloggers seem to be prime targets for robbery.

Jonathan managed to disturb (yes, I'm pretty sure that's the right word) a would-be tea leaf trying to make off with his bike - "It took me a few seconds to assimilate that he wasn't really the postman, at which point I shouted out 'Hey, what the f*ck is this?' and advanced threateningly - or at least as threateningly as is possible, while in stocking feet and carrying a floral-design tea cup from Whitby market".

Less fortunate was N, who had his laptop nicked from his car. His reponse is measured: "I want them to spend life in the hole from 'The Shawshank Redemption'".

Elsewhere...

Del explains his excitement at the prospect of a new Blur album this year - "As absurd as it makes me feel to say it, they're my Beatles. I know, I know, but still it's true".

Speaking of excitement, Kenny's description of his enjoyment of Ladytron's recent London show is rather too graphic for polite consumption - "The way the rhythm coils itself around your celebral cortex is probably the nearest sonic equivalent to orgasm by proxy of near-asphyxiation - just when you feel the song will never let go it finally leaves you in a puddled jelly of your own excitement (we trust the cleaners get paid double time)".

Malcolm McLaren intrudes upon Mish's dinner - "His talk of agents and telling her of his contacts in New York he would introduce her to smacked of patronisation. Or of a chatting up line. I longed for her to go to the powder room so I could follow and ask her if he was boring her but to no avail".

ByTheSeaShore speculates about the BBC's new serialisation of the Robin Hood story - "As the programme is 'both modern and medieval' I'm looking forward to the episode where Robin and his Merry Men spend Friday night driving around Ye Olde Broade Marsh Centre on pimped-up horseback while happy-slapping rich landowners".

And finally...

Phill discovers someone with an even greater Bergerac obsession than himself.

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