Some blogs I know

  • Freckles and Doubt
    Considering her mastery of narrative structure etc. (insert narrative structure here.....)
  • Trailer Park Refugee | just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight….
    Just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight...
  • Exile on Pain Street | Straddling the Hudson River. One foot in NYC, the other in suburban New Jersey.
    One man's story, etc.....
  • Fat Man on a Keyboard
    'At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy...'
  • New York Bike Blog
  • Belgian Waffle
    Prolific? Bien sur. Waffle? Not a bit of it. The best thing to come out of Belgium since Leffe Blonde, and that is saying something.
  • Non-working monkey
    'Why taking work seriously turns you into a cock', among other lifesavingly important career advice.
  • Razorblade of life
    'Not so much cutting-edge as half-cut and still sliding'...
  • blue cat
    This blue cat fellow (he writes for the telly you know) issues forth an apparently effortless stream of grade-A funniness that has me overcome in turns by helpless laughter and shameful, powerful envy. There I've said it.
  • Joella
    Joella in Oxfordshire. Working for The Man while training to be a plumber (I think!). Loves gherkins, hates aubergines... and Fascists.
  • Bushra
    Bushra's blog/ homepage/ call it what you want
  • Dubsteps (formerly Hobo Tread)
    Thoughts of Skif, a Havant and Waterlooville fan exiled in Liverpool- possibly the most engaging non-league football writing to be found on the web- and with a little bit of politics, and plenty more beside!
  • Tired Dad
    The Man Who Very Nearly Fell Asleep
  • troubled diva.
    Mike, the self-styled 'Fairy Godmother of British Blogging'. He got us all published in a book, you know...
  • Private Secret Diary
    Dispatches from deepest Norfolk. Not that private and not that secret. Just consistently hilarious.
  • The man who fell asleep; Sadness and ecstasy in unequal measures
    The book inspired by this veteran site (A Year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleep) features the 'sarcastic polar bears of north London' among other oddities that the author manages somehow to render absolutely plausible.
  • Pete Ashton's Internet Presence
    Birmingham's finest. Writing with enviable clarity on every subject under the sun since 2000 (a very long time indeed!). Now with added nice pictures of canals and stuff...
  • Looby
    'An awkward, clumsy fellow; a lubber; a novice'....a venerated (if refreshingly irreverent) blogging institution. Lancaster's very finest!
  • RichardHerring.com
    The comedian Richard Herring's kind of online diary thing. Always worth a visit.

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April 29, 2005



Well, if it makes you feel any better, that's how the news always seems to me and I don't even have any babies. It's blah blah blah blah Iraqi insurgents this and blah blah blah blah Michael Jackson's ex-wife that. I think they may actually use the words "blah blah blah blah blah" here in the United States, as a test at first, and then when they realized nobody had cottoned on, went with it on a regular basis. It's easier for the news spokesmodels to say, and less for them to remember. Nobody minds and everyone feels they've satisfied their sense of civic duty. When election time comes you can vote for whomever you like, candidate blah or candidate blah blah and the voting machine people just use their own calculus anyway and again, everyone is satisfied, civic duty-wise. It's quite a marvelous system just so long as everyone stays very tired.


I find that the worst for blah blah blah blah blah are weather forecasts. I can't remember or even understand a word of what they are saying. I wish they'd just say "if you live in the northwest, it'll rain", or someting simple like that.


After reading this fascinating new piece of crinklybee, I'm actually quite disappointed to see that the English seem to have moved alarmingly far away from talking about the 'sides' of their television and have adopted the altogether more futuristic and un-insular idea of the "channel."

I have always been able to fill crowds of Americans with awe and disbelief by talking about the sides of our British televisions and I must say that it has something to do with Blair's move to the right that you have channels at all. I still remember when higher education was free, not to mention the dentist. And the doctor used to come to your house. Still, that's what ten years as an expatriate gets you. I am glad to hear that Frankie knows corruption when he sees it!

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