from banging my noggin against the Free Rice game. It’s one hundred levels of vocab-testing madness! And for a good cause.
Actually, I don’t know how many levels there are. I’ve never made it past 49 (which still makes me pretty smart and handsome if you ask me) and it gets damn punishing. I hope the skinny bastards know what I’m going through here just so they can have their leisurely brunch in the sun.
In other news I remain superlatively tired, having never gotten around to a proper night’s sleep since Batman Weekend. Or long before, for that matter. Still: no time. There’s celebratory Antics to hit tonight, podcasting tomorrow and whatever’s going on on Friday on Friday. I shall trust in jaegerbombs and ProPlus to get me through.
I installed StatCounter a few weeks ago and it really is the business. The install was painless and the level of detail is fantastic. For instance: I have learned that I have a reader in Surprise, Arizona. This please me no end.
(And while I’m here… I don’t know what air freshener they use in the jacks at work, but good golly it smells like cola bottles. Delicious!)
Saw this on le craic the other day: folk band Avoca have released a single called “Saving Lives” which is dedicated to the RNLI - that’s them who run the lifeboats - and all proceeds from the sale of the track are going straight to the charity. The download costs 99 cent and you can get it with a credit or laser card at downloadmusic.ie, while you can buy the CD single for €4.99. Or if that’s not super-handy enough for you, text music 1231 to 57501 and you’ll be sent a download code.
As AJ pointed out, the lifeboats are manned by volunteer crews, and 8,000 people were rescued last year. So, you know, that’s a little bit heroic right there.
Rosie has waxed critical-like on the Irish inter-blogging-o-sphere. I have some thoughts of my own but right now I have a bus to catch. I’m only posting this so that the lazy part of my brain can’t weasel out of posting a longer bit at some point over the next few days. Although now I kind of want to weasel out just to show that I’m not the boss of me.
Update: and away we go.
I’ve been meaning to wax evangelistic about Achewood for some time now. It is, by an urban kilometre, my favourite webcomic, and probably in my top 10 of favourite anything. Drawn and wrote by a feller named Chris Onstad, it concerns the life and times of a group of cats, stuffed toys, robots and an otter in a fictional Californian suburb.
There’s far more depth to the characters and the storylines than in most webcomics (so much so that Time magazine named Achewood their number one graphic novel of 2007). The writing throughout is livelier than a sack of eels at a ska concert, being a weird mix of white boy hip-hop, tortured poetics and old school English gentleman, and the plots are twisted genius. Witness: Ray Sells His Soul/Ray + Beef Road Trip, The Great Outdoor Fight and, most recently, Roast Beef’s greeting card business.
A+, and so on.
A short blog about the coolness of other people.
1) “And all the while your silver-brown moon-foxed face gives me full throb, hard and wet, something akin to a cement mixer and a tropical dishwasher going at it like mechanical bullfrogs in full view of a thousand cock-fisted jackhammers.”
Bête de Jour has a way with words.
2) Via The Chancer, some fellas and a lady have sweded Rawhead Rex. In contravention of all existing treaties on Irish comedy, it’s actually very funny. (If you haven’t seen the film, watch the trailer first.)
If you’re in the market for some laffs and bad grammar, be sure to read up on happenings as they pertain to my main dude Andy.
I saw an ad for a new series of Most Haunted the other day. This thing has been going for a long time, and there are a lot of regionalised versions - surely by now they must have covered all the most haunted places. How many spooky castles and abandoned insane asylums are there in the world? I understand that Quite Haunted or A Bit Eerie At Night aren’t very catchy names, but this is blatant false advertising.
At some point, logically speaking, they’re going to end up airing Least Haunted. Have teams wandering around supermarkets and such. Get some screaming biddies and slap a night vision filter on the camera and you’re set.
In other news, please to follow this link. It’s a selection from a book entitled 100 Photographs That Changed The World, and there’s some amazing stuff in there. And on a lighter note, this provided me with several chuckles.
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