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  1. Walking into work this morning, the upbeat tones of The Presidents Of The USA regaling me with fanciful tales about instrument playing animals, when I happen to tilt my head slightly and glance across the traffic heading to and from town.

     

    If you were anyone else Ade Mandelson would have shifted or deleted you by now. Further more, you're a wee oirish hobbit, get rid of the icon / avatar white boy.

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  2. This Last FM malarky is all well and good, until you go away for a few days and your girl friend has a weekend of Madonna on your computer. Thus she is currently my most played artiste.

  3. The prosecution would like to lodge exhibit 5-C in evidence, along with the following statement from the accussed...

     

    I may not have the type of voice you like, but I can sing. You can't take that away from me, 'cause singing is a gift from God, and when people say I can't sing, it's kind of like insulting God.

    3m 46s of Fergie exclaiming her hotness would probably throw the Pope into theological crisis.

  4. Adapted from an old university prose piece, slightly over 200.

    Oh Morecombe

     

    The waves lash hard over the barren autumnal shore leaving slick wet sand and driftwood in its repetitive wake. A rotund middle aged woman, wrapped against the biting wind picks up a stick, yelping in anticipation an animated cocker spaniel leaps into the surf as she throws. Fetching the object back they happily repeat the exchange.

    Oblivious to the only other visitor at the beach sit a man and woman, backs arched on a bench, green paint peeling off its structure. The woman idly tugs at a lock of hair on the nape of his neck.

    The woman smiles "Is that another grey hair old man?"

    "Age is a persistent mistress", he turns towards her lifting the collar of a thick brown overcoat, shivering.

    "Not as persistent as me, surely?", she deftly plants a kiss on his cheek.

    "Not here for Gods sake!", he whispers, looking around for witnesses. He sees only the fat woman and her dog in the distance.

    The young woman shrugs, "Who would know or care, this heavy grey sky will surely distract them into thoughts of oblivion. Besides…", she strokes her hand up along the mans leg, under the folds of his coat, resting on his crotch, "… you've never complained previously".

    "People in this town know us", his frown relaxes into a smile, "You're right of course". He stands, wrapping a scarf around his neck "Come on, Stella's waiting for me to take her shopping".

    The woman rises "I hate that woman".

    "Don't"

    "Will you ever leave her?"

    "Someday perhaps, now lets get moving. I'm freezing into early death here"

    They walk towards a parked car, she takes his hand, squeezing gently, "Yes father".

    The sky darkens at the onset of rain.

    On the beach a dog searches for its master.

  5. POOPNUGGETS! I am running on a Mac here at work and LastFM doesn't seem to work with my OS. Gah.

     

    Looks quite interesting, I'll give it a go. Theres some problem setting up the application in OSX so I've gone with the older iScrobbler iTunes plugin.

  6. Newcastle Brown, McKewans 80 (bob), Murphys and a pint of wife beater. Nice looking pic with the spirits Mark.

    What with the hot weather I've been partial recently to that crappy oirish cider they've been peddling here, with ice.

  7. He read and loved Oscar Wilde as a youth, no symbolism needed.

    Though there is a scurrilous rumour that at the point when other Mancunian punk rockers were reading (or at least pretending to read) Proust and Burroughs and whatever else Howard Devoto/Ian Curtis/Whoever had been talking up in the NME that week, the Mozzer to be could be seen reading Sven Hassell in public...

    Scurrilous indeed, they'll be saying he was working class next. Thankfully he wasn't part of the Harry Potter generation.

  8. I like Dead Boy's Heart. I quite like any with John's childhood in, really.

    'The First Time', by Brian Azzarello and Dave Taylor, featured in Vertigo Secret Files. The first meeting between a young John and Nergal, "I'll be damned, the little bastard nicked me fags". Funny.

    Not an issue as such but rarely talked about.

  9. Is the entire piece in ink? I see some shading and wonder if you can accomplish that effect with a pen. You know how interested I am in inking. :cool:

    Just use ink and water as a wash or hatch / cross hatch ("a bunch of lines, one next to the other").

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