But were too cheap to shell out?
Hooray for Spotify, where all your free listening desires can come true, and thanks to a nice advertising funded model in which only one short advert crops up every twenty minutes and no bell-end DJ wastes your time with shocking "humour", is considerably more interesting and fun than the radio.
Plus if you really liked that song that just came on, then listen to it again! Great!
It's not portable yet (apparently you lucky iPhone users will get it as an app soon) but I'm going to be connecting my laptop to the hi fi in the kitchen and indulging majorly in some outrageous Prog action this afternoon while washing up - for free!
This is awesome.
TRANS, however, is not. Not by a long shot.
A
Monday, 30 March 2009
Monday, 16 March 2009
Today's dose of lovely kittens and 'ting
In cat related news, unfortunately it turns out Odie (older daughter) is pregnant, or at least we are pretty sure, which necessitates a trib to be spayed and have her kittens aborted.
So, to cheer me and my readers up let's focus on the cute kittens who we're looking after.
AH! How cute is this photo?
From left to right it's The Bandit, Bootsy and Smokes. While smokes doesn't look it, he's significantly bigger than the others, and Bandit is still the tiniest (he's here in forced perspective). As you can also see, all of them have their eyes open, and their sight and hearing should develop over the next two weeks to the point of normality.
There you go! Now I have to clear out the catbox - great.
A
So, to cheer me and my readers up let's focus on the cute kittens who we're looking after.
AH! How cute is this photo?
From left to right it's The Bandit, Bootsy and Smokes. While smokes doesn't look it, he's significantly bigger than the others, and Bandit is still the tiniest (he's here in forced perspective). As you can also see, all of them have their eyes open, and their sight and hearing should develop over the next two weeks to the point of normality.
There you go! Now I have to clear out the catbox - great.
A
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
And now your new hero... Algo the Armed Trigger!
Thanks to my old mate scribsy for the link - and to apologise for the lack of pictures of kittens due to a strange vanishing camera (some already exist, I just can't find the camera...) here is the loverly result of a full two minutes work - in the national flag colours of Algolia, no less!
Every day I know less than the one before, about cats that is
I don't really want to get this turned into a dedicated cat raising blog, since I know nothing about raising cats it would just be an atrocious waste of yours and my time.
I do believe in introducing readers to the delights of taking in the needy young critters - I've already posted about the fostering sysem that Mrs Algo and Ihave entered into - and today as promised I want to describe the little kittens As of today they have hit a full week of age (ahh) and at least one of them has two open eyes.
N.B. You may recall I'm not posting much about the older ones since I don't like the idea of their previous owners seeing me slag them off (the owners, not the cats!). Certainly there'll be no photos of them really.
The three kittens are boys (I was told - I have no frame of reference with cat "parts" myself, but here they are:
Bootsy:
A very noisy little guy - and very wriggly too (maybe he's got the funk already?) he differssignificantly in colour from his brothers and his mum so I'm guessng he takes after Dad. Unlike the others his eyes haven't opened at all as of today.
Smokes:
Dopey obvious name time - look, you have to call em something for reference right? The first to get an eye open (but beaten to the finish line by Tiny Bandit) and by far the largest of the guys so far. More docile than Bootsy, still cute as... er... a kitten. Must work on comparative cuteness measurements!
The Bandit (AKA Tiny, AKA Dave P)
Only one person calls Bandit "Dave P". It's Dave P. Bless. We were a little concerned about the little guy since he's so small at the moment, but both eyes are open (when he's not yawning) and he's looking around happily.
They vanished the other day.
Serious.
I took a lie down (having got up at 6:30 with Mrs Algo to feed them, and went back after a half hour to find the basket empty and no sign of them. Needless to say Ihad a coronary on the spot. Once nhey'd replaced my heart with a nuclear reactor (must have accessory) I looked for them and eventually found them under the sofa. Only Tiny had wandered off beyond reach, so a massive furniture moving session reminiscenti of the old traffic jam game (remember that?) got underwa, probably traumatising the poor mites for life as the sky literally moved away!
The mum had obviously picked them up and moved them as, I'm told they do when they want to avoid leaving a trail for predators - presumably I'm still in the "enemy" camp.
Anyhow, a swift change of bedding and things have settled a bit (yay for Mrs Algo's experience!)
Revel in their glorious cuteness, my friends!
A
P.S. Definitely losing my mind - I was all excited at the delievery of my new steam cleaner. I am mortified at my house husbandly mind - have spent today working over at BoardGameGuru to try and feel more executive-esque.
I do believe in introducing readers to the delights of taking in the needy young critters - I've already posted about the fostering sysem that Mrs Algo and Ihave entered into - and today as promised I want to describe the little kittens As of today they have hit a full week of age (ahh) and at least one of them has two open eyes.
N.B. You may recall I'm not posting much about the older ones since I don't like the idea of their previous owners seeing me slag them off (the owners, not the cats!). Certainly there'll be no photos of them really.
The three kittens are boys (I was told - I have no frame of reference with cat "parts" myself, but here they are:
Bootsy:
A very noisy little guy - and very wriggly too (maybe he's got the funk already?) he differssignificantly in colour from his brothers and his mum so I'm guessng he takes after Dad. Unlike the others his eyes haven't opened at all as of today.
Smokes:
Dopey obvious name time - look, you have to call em something for reference right? The first to get an eye open (but beaten to the finish line by Tiny Bandit) and by far the largest of the guys so far. More docile than Bootsy, still cute as... er... a kitten. Must work on comparative cuteness measurements!
The Bandit (AKA Tiny, AKA Dave P)
Only one person calls Bandit "Dave P". It's Dave P. Bless. We were a little concerned about the little guy since he's so small at the moment, but both eyes are open (when he's not yawning) and he's looking around happily.
They vanished the other day.
Serious.
I took a lie down (having got up at 6:30 with Mrs Algo to feed them, and went back after a half hour to find the basket empty and no sign of them. Needless to say Ihad a coronary on the spot. Once nhey'd replaced my heart with a nuclear reactor (must have accessory) I looked for them and eventually found them under the sofa. Only Tiny had wandered off beyond reach, so a massive furniture moving session reminiscenti of the old traffic jam game (remember that?) got underwa, probably traumatising the poor mites for life as the sky literally moved away!
The mum had obviously picked them up and moved them as, I'm told they do when they want to avoid leaving a trail for predators - presumably I'm still in the "enemy" camp.
Anyhow, a swift change of bedding and things have settled a bit (yay for Mrs Algo's experience!)
Revel in their glorious cuteness, my friends!
A
P.S. Definitely losing my mind - I was all excited at the delievery of my new steam cleaner. I am mortified at my house husbandly mind - have spent today working over at BoardGameGuru to try and feel more executive-esque.
Friday, 6 March 2009
An angry cat post, that's not for scratching
You may be wondering where I've been all week and why the movies have dried up and here's your answer; cats. We've also been concentrating more on Deadwood and The Wire than films, but I'm hoping to see Watchmen this weekend...
OK, I'm not famous for my tolerant nature - many things get me angry, but get this little tale - it's especially galling.
Imagine you're a lovely black cat, whose owners couldn't face paying to get you spayed.
When your owners have a baby, one of them (presumably Mum) develops an allergy and the lovely people kick you and your daughter (who's about 6 months old) into the back garden.
Thing is - remember your owners couldn't be arsed to get you spayed? Well guess what happens to an unspayed cat who is left outside for weeks? Yup - you get pregnant. Let's not judge - you're not a person, and its pretty much hardwired into you to get pregnant if you can.
Your owners do anything about it?
How about no?
How about they leave you to give birth in an old rotten Rabbit hutch? Yeah, that'll work.
And then why don't they call the local cat trust up and give them an ultimatum - If they don't come pick you up, they'll leave you in the cold to die. Nice owners you had there.
Wankers.
Things look grim for cats who are unwanted in the U.K. - twat owners like these ones refuse to get the poor things spayed or neutered and this leads to a whole lot of unwanted kittens and cats and there just anren't enough willing homes to take them in - certainly not a mum, young daughter and three newborn kittens at once. There isa great fallacy around spaying apparently and thats that a cat is healthier if they've already had a litter before spaying.
Let me make this clear, everyone in the cat arena has told me the same thing:
THERE IS NO BENEFIT LETTING YOUR CAT HAVE A LITTER BEFORE SPAYING. IN FACT YOU DO MORE HARM BRINGING UNWANTED, UNHOMED KITTENS INTO THE WORLD.
THE BELIEF IN ANY SUCH BENEFIT IS, LIKE SO MANY OTHERS, TOTAL BOLLOCKS.
For families like this one, there's a very stretched to the limit system of fostering in place - families or couples (or individuals) prepared to take in a mum and kittens in this situation and give their time and love to socialise and develop these guys. This is so they will hopefully grow into viable pets having the best possible chance of rehoming. Time and love are all you need - the trust provide food, litter and moral supportr and boy do I need moral support sometimes!
Make no mistake - there are two outcomes available to many unwanted cats - rehoming or death. It is impossible for any trust to look after all the cats that need looking after - many are feral or traumatised in the first place and don't adapt well to being looked after.
To get to the point, Mrs Algo and I have taken in the unwanted family described above.
The mum is about two years old and already has has one litter about 6 months agao (and yet wasn't neutered afterwards by her dumb f__ing owners) - the older daughter, who we've renamed since the given name was retarded, is the only one from the earlier litter still present and these two are fairly inseparable.
(Quick aside: I won't be giving the older twos' names on this blog to protect us from the owners beating me up - for calling them wankers. They are still wankers, though.)
Mumsy arrived tired but open to contact, and we've been happy with how she's settling. the older daughter is not so well socialised (partly due to the young age of her mother) and is having trouble overcoming her wariness - don't blame her, given her prior human contact.
However, today we've had the breakthrough we wanted with Odie (as in O.D. - older daughter) - she's been out of the pen (which was provided for us like everything else) and fussed a bit. With mum, treats got her out, but things were more difficult with Odie; she sniffs and lick treats but won't eat them not sure why but maybe she doesn't like fish flavoured ones - we'll get her in the end. Odie spent the last two hours of this evening hiding under our cheapass sofa but at least she's got out and about a little.
I guess I should say, if you think there may be room in your heart to help out a local trust and look after some cats please, please, please give it real thought (i.e. don't think you'll be ok then backpedal) and if you reckon you can help call them up and see what you can do.
These people do a wonderful job with very little support and staggering odds stacked against them. Any help you could give would be wonderful.
As for what happens later? After 6 to 8 weeks these cats will be rehomed - we may keep two of the kittens as our own (let's face it, we probably will) but the others need rehoming - you won't be forced to keep all 5-8 of them forever. The key thing to do is talk to the trust and see what they advise.
Oh - did I mention I knew nothing about cats until I got attached to the cat that nearly was a few weeks ago? Needless to say I am learning on the fly.
Since I won't post pictures of the old'uns for security purposes, tomorrow or sometime soon I'll probably introduce you to the kittens we've called (for now) Bootsy, Smokey and The Bandit.
Yes. The Bandit. Really.
We won't be keeping that name. But you have to call them something for reference! The Bandit is the runt, so gets called Tiny, sometimes.
Only Bootsy's name is probably permanent (for the real Bootsy go here).
A (going soft in my old age)
OK, I'm not famous for my tolerant nature - many things get me angry, but get this little tale - it's especially galling.
Imagine you're a lovely black cat, whose owners couldn't face paying to get you spayed.
When your owners have a baby, one of them (presumably Mum) develops an allergy and the lovely people kick you and your daughter (who's about 6 months old) into the back garden.
Thing is - remember your owners couldn't be arsed to get you spayed? Well guess what happens to an unspayed cat who is left outside for weeks? Yup - you get pregnant. Let's not judge - you're not a person, and its pretty much hardwired into you to get pregnant if you can.
Your owners do anything about it?
How about no?
How about they leave you to give birth in an old rotten Rabbit hutch? Yeah, that'll work.
And then why don't they call the local cat trust up and give them an ultimatum - If they don't come pick you up, they'll leave you in the cold to die. Nice owners you had there.
Wankers.
Things look grim for cats who are unwanted in the U.K. - twat owners like these ones refuse to get the poor things spayed or neutered and this leads to a whole lot of unwanted kittens and cats and there just anren't enough willing homes to take them in - certainly not a mum, young daughter and three newborn kittens at once. There isa great fallacy around spaying apparently and thats that a cat is healthier if they've already had a litter before spaying.
Let me make this clear, everyone in the cat arena has told me the same thing:
THERE IS NO BENEFIT LETTING YOUR CAT HAVE A LITTER BEFORE SPAYING. IN FACT YOU DO MORE HARM BRINGING UNWANTED, UNHOMED KITTENS INTO THE WORLD.
THE BELIEF IN ANY SUCH BENEFIT IS, LIKE SO MANY OTHERS, TOTAL BOLLOCKS.
For families like this one, there's a very stretched to the limit system of fostering in place - families or couples (or individuals) prepared to take in a mum and kittens in this situation and give their time and love to socialise and develop these guys. This is so they will hopefully grow into viable pets having the best possible chance of rehoming. Time and love are all you need - the trust provide food, litter and moral supportr and boy do I need moral support sometimes!
Make no mistake - there are two outcomes available to many unwanted cats - rehoming or death. It is impossible for any trust to look after all the cats that need looking after - many are feral or traumatised in the first place and don't adapt well to being looked after.
To get to the point, Mrs Algo and I have taken in the unwanted family described above.
The mum is about two years old and already has has one litter about 6 months agao (and yet wasn't neutered afterwards by her dumb f__ing owners) - the older daughter, who we've renamed since the given name was retarded, is the only one from the earlier litter still present and these two are fairly inseparable.
(Quick aside: I won't be giving the older twos' names on this blog to protect us from the owners beating me up - for calling them wankers. They are still wankers, though.)
Mumsy arrived tired but open to contact, and we've been happy with how she's settling. the older daughter is not so well socialised (partly due to the young age of her mother) and is having trouble overcoming her wariness - don't blame her, given her prior human contact.
However, today we've had the breakthrough we wanted with Odie (as in O.D. - older daughter) - she's been out of the pen (which was provided for us like everything else) and fussed a bit. With mum, treats got her out, but things were more difficult with Odie; she sniffs and lick treats but won't eat them not sure why but maybe she doesn't like fish flavoured ones - we'll get her in the end. Odie spent the last two hours of this evening hiding under our cheapass sofa but at least she's got out and about a little.
I guess I should say, if you think there may be room in your heart to help out a local trust and look after some cats please, please, please give it real thought (i.e. don't think you'll be ok then backpedal) and if you reckon you can help call them up and see what you can do.
These people do a wonderful job with very little support and staggering odds stacked against them. Any help you could give would be wonderful.
As for what happens later? After 6 to 8 weeks these cats will be rehomed - we may keep two of the kittens as our own (let's face it, we probably will) but the others need rehoming - you won't be forced to keep all 5-8 of them forever. The key thing to do is talk to the trust and see what they advise.
Oh - did I mention I knew nothing about cats until I got attached to the cat that nearly was a few weeks ago? Needless to say I am learning on the fly.
Since I won't post pictures of the old'uns for security purposes, tomorrow or sometime soon I'll probably introduce you to the kittens we've called (for now) Bootsy, Smokey and The Bandit.
Yes. The Bandit. Really.
We won't be keeping that name. But you have to call them something for reference! The Bandit is the runt, so gets called Tiny, sometimes.
Only Bootsy's name is probably permanent (for the real Bootsy go here).
A (going soft in my old age)
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
A Rhetorical Question: Definitely a God? Prove It!
It's been a while since I spoke on the subject so I'll try and keep this as lucid as I used to.
The bus sign "battle" in London at the moment is taking place (it could be over by now in the contract sense I guess, though many still remained on the streets last week) between an Atheist group and two or three Christian Groups.
The texts of the three adverts I've seen are as follows:
Atheist Bus:
There is probably no God, so stop worrying and enjoy life
Trinitraran Bible Bus:
"The fool hath said in his heart there is no God"
Christian Party Bus:
"There DEFINITELY is a God, so join the Christian Party and enjoy life"
Leaving aside the quality mental image that "Christian Party Bus" conjures, my rhetorical question is this; is it legal to make a claim of "definitely" about something impossible to prove? Is there a legal basis on which this advertising campaign can be challenged?
I just have this wonderful mental image of the CP hauled in front of an Advertising Standards board and later a judge to prove their claims conclusively or pay a hefty fine for false advertising. The money they lose from such a fine would damage their propaganda work in other areas and would be well spent rehousing homeless cats or something.
I realise it seems petty and silly to get all het up about this very minor bit of reactionary propaganda, but surely if any other organisation than a religious one made a claim like, for example "This DEFINITELY makes you look 15 years younger", they would be fined for it and rightly so!
As for the name calling from the Trinitrarians - I don't mind being called a fool but come on! Your advert should read "The fool hath said there is PROBABLY no God". Then we'd be cooking with gas! Plus, you're invoking your book as evidential support for itself again!
Ah well, having got that off my chest I'm back to Movies tomorrow.
A
The bus sign "battle" in London at the moment is taking place (it could be over by now in the contract sense I guess, though many still remained on the streets last week) between an Atheist group and two or three Christian Groups.
The texts of the three adverts I've seen are as follows:
Atheist Bus:
There is probably no God, so stop worrying and enjoy life
Trinitraran Bible Bus:
"The fool hath said in his heart there is no God"
Christian Party Bus:
"There DEFINITELY is a God, so join the Christian Party and enjoy life"
Leaving aside the quality mental image that "Christian Party Bus" conjures, my rhetorical question is this; is it legal to make a claim of "definitely" about something impossible to prove? Is there a legal basis on which this advertising campaign can be challenged?
I just have this wonderful mental image of the CP hauled in front of an Advertising Standards board and later a judge to prove their claims conclusively or pay a hefty fine for false advertising. The money they lose from such a fine would damage their propaganda work in other areas and would be well spent rehousing homeless cats or something.
I realise it seems petty and silly to get all het up about this very minor bit of reactionary propaganda, but surely if any other organisation than a religious one made a claim like, for example "This DEFINITELY makes you look 15 years younger", they would be fined for it and rightly so!
As for the name calling from the Trinitrarians - I don't mind being called a fool but come on! Your advert should read "The fool hath said there is PROBABLY no God". Then we'd be cooking with gas! Plus, you're invoking your book as evidential support for itself again!
Ah well, having got that off my chest I'm back to Movies tomorrow.
A
Monday, 29 December 2008
A welcome back and end of year interview type thingy.
Stolen wholesale from my lovely old chum, Scribsy.
1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
Worked as a film extra, went a whole year unemployed (grr),
2. Did you keep your New Years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I never make them.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
My sister in law did. To a child with the world's biggest eyes.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
Nope. Lucky year.
5. What countries did you visit?
Cornwall... well they have their own flag anyway.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
A job. Dear god. A job.
7. What date from 2008 will be etched on your memory and why?
The Mexican Christmas party from Christmas eve (with Three Amigos accompaniment) is a candidate. As is the six hour game of Twilight Imperium.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I have had a really shite year for everything. Very little major has gone right for me, but I did record five songs to professional standards so that was good.
9. What was your biggest failure?
Not getting any of the 50 jobs I applied for. I blame the credit crunch, but then I would, wouldn't I?
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Yes. I was diagnosed with an oo-nasty but its not new or curable so there.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
I bought much that was shiny and lovely. I believe that the spirit of the question is to describe something meaningless and frivolous and selfish? If not, I would have to say a big kick was buying exactly the right present for Mrs Algo - if its a selfish thing, I'd go with a game; Fallout 3 in the computer world, and probably Shadows Over Camelot in the Board Games.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
The majority of the American people. Thanks for sparing the world a Zombie and a Witch.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Sarah Palin. What a dumb bitch. But the winner of dick of the year must be the shitcreep that is Robert Mugabe. He is a cock of monumental proportions.
14. Where did most of your money go?
Rent, bills, groceries.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Christmas. I love Christmas.
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2008?
Hiphopopotamous VS. The Rhymenocerous.
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. Same.
ii. thinner or fatter? Slightly thinner, but that's because....
iii. richer or poorer? A lot poorer.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Writing. HAVING A JOB!!!
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Moping.
20. How will you be spending/did you spend Christmas?
Visiting folks, playing games, entertaining the under 7s.
22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
No. I fell in love in 2001. Not recovered yet. Hehe.
23. How many one-night stands?
What the hell? Who would say?
24. What was your favorite TV program?
John Adams was good, as was The Devil's Whore, Battlestar Galactica, etc etc.
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I'd never heard of Sarah Palin last year. I wish this was still the case.
26. What was the best book you read?
Night Watch, by Timur Bekhmanitov (or surname slightly differently spelt)
27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Kings Of Leon. I was slow.
28. What did you want and get?
Android, a rather attractive board game version of Blade Runner so complicated it scared off a lawyer.
29. What did you want and not get?
A JOB!!!
30. What was your favorite film of this year?
It won the Wall Shadows Award! The Assassination Of Jesse James by The Coward Robert Ford. Closely followed by the Dark Knight.
31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
We were in Cornwall, so just a meal and a pasty or two.
32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
A JOB! A JOB! A JOB!
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Neo-unemployable
34. What kept you sane?
To the extent that it remains a possibility, Mrs Algo.
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
I saw Volver this year. Penelope Cruz in that is mind blowing.
36. What political issue stirred you the most?
The US Election, though I should have been screaming about several things going on in Africa.
37. Who did you miss?
My old uni mates, my family. The usual.
38. Who was the best new person you met?
A dangerous question, since I met many nice people and I love them all.
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
While sharing your problems is good, some discretion makes you look less like a nutter.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
"UH=OH!"
1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
Worked as a film extra, went a whole year unemployed (grr),
2. Did you keep your New Years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I never make them.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
My sister in law did. To a child with the world's biggest eyes.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
Nope. Lucky year.
5. What countries did you visit?
Cornwall... well they have their own flag anyway.
6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
A job. Dear god. A job.
7. What date from 2008 will be etched on your memory and why?
The Mexican Christmas party from Christmas eve (with Three Amigos accompaniment) is a candidate. As is the six hour game of Twilight Imperium.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I have had a really shite year for everything. Very little major has gone right for me, but I did record five songs to professional standards so that was good.
9. What was your biggest failure?
Not getting any of the 50 jobs I applied for. I blame the credit crunch, but then I would, wouldn't I?
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Yes. I was diagnosed with an oo-nasty but its not new or curable so there.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
I bought much that was shiny and lovely. I believe that the spirit of the question is to describe something meaningless and frivolous and selfish? If not, I would have to say a big kick was buying exactly the right present for Mrs Algo - if its a selfish thing, I'd go with a game; Fallout 3 in the computer world, and probably Shadows Over Camelot in the Board Games.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
The majority of the American people. Thanks for sparing the world a Zombie and a Witch.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Sarah Palin. What a dumb bitch. But the winner of dick of the year must be the shitcreep that is Robert Mugabe. He is a cock of monumental proportions.
14. Where did most of your money go?
Rent, bills, groceries.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Christmas. I love Christmas.
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2008?
Hiphopopotamous VS. The Rhymenocerous.
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. Same.
ii. thinner or fatter? Slightly thinner, but that's because....
iii. richer or poorer? A lot poorer.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Writing. HAVING A JOB!!!
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Moping.
20. How will you be spending/did you spend Christmas?
Visiting folks, playing games, entertaining the under 7s.
22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
No. I fell in love in 2001. Not recovered yet. Hehe.
23. How many one-night stands?
What the hell? Who would say?
24. What was your favorite TV program?
John Adams was good, as was The Devil's Whore, Battlestar Galactica, etc etc.
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I'd never heard of Sarah Palin last year. I wish this was still the case.
26. What was the best book you read?
Night Watch, by Timur Bekhmanitov (or surname slightly differently spelt)
27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Kings Of Leon. I was slow.
28. What did you want and get?
Android, a rather attractive board game version of Blade Runner so complicated it scared off a lawyer.
29. What did you want and not get?
A JOB!!!
30. What was your favorite film of this year?
It won the Wall Shadows Award! The Assassination Of Jesse James by The Coward Robert Ford. Closely followed by the Dark Knight.
31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
We were in Cornwall, so just a meal and a pasty or two.
32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
A JOB! A JOB! A JOB!
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Neo-unemployable
34. What kept you sane?
To the extent that it remains a possibility, Mrs Algo.
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
I saw Volver this year. Penelope Cruz in that is mind blowing.
36. What political issue stirred you the most?
The US Election, though I should have been screaming about several things going on in Africa.
37. Who did you miss?
My old uni mates, my family. The usual.
38. Who was the best new person you met?
A dangerous question, since I met many nice people and I love them all.
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
While sharing your problems is good, some discretion makes you look less like a nutter.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
"UH=OH!"
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