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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November 13, 2020



Since i've never been one to have a career of any sort i'll have to skip right to the shite show known as Septic Land... i did my best to stay ridiculously stoned, heavy indicas work the best, in order not to spend to much time in front of the telly hanging on every update, something that was quite easy to do as the Breadwinner was glued to it non-stop, i knew from a mental health standpoint it wouldn't be good for me, especially since i also understand that the Orange Shitgibbon was just a symptom of a greater ill, see 72 million and counting who actually voted for the fucking idjit and believe he was doing a bang up job while being anointed by "god". It's enough to make me head hurt...

it was interesting to get a perspective from across the pond... and good luck on the job (that is if you actually want the new gig ;)

and have you ever read Chris Hedges? i began reading Empire of Illusion on election day and finished a few days later and he delves into the business-speak you mention, interesting stuff and highly recommended if you enjoy a bleak view the world (like i sometimes do.)

And let us not forget our (or my former) favorite gay uncle has been booted from his label and thrown a hissy fit while doing his best to soil his legacy and shite his knickers. I wish the man would just stfu already but i don't think it's in his nature.


I've never come across your man Hedges Kono but as he's recommended by you I'll seek him out. Sounds like he might be the man to tip me one side or the other of the 'should I take this damn Guardian-reader type job if they offer it to me' situation I've shambled my way into.. which quite terrifyingly remains a live conundrum, as in I had the interview yesterday and I came out thinking it's not beyond the bounds of possibility they might ask me back. Thank you for the good wishes, though, I appreciate them.

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