…although with 700 emails and about 3 feet of post to wade through, it’ll be a while before I’m able to do much. But a few quick thoughts:
- Some enterprising games company should turn the old RPG Paranoia into a console game. Dysfunctional sci-fi with a warped sense of humour… it’d be great.
- Looks like Glasgow Council has been at it again while I’ve been away: they’re extending their nightclub glass ban to all city centre drinking establishments, so if you’re in a restaurant and fancy taking your drink through to the bar then you’ll have to pour it into a plastic glass. Apparently ver Council also intends to bar sales of wine by the bottle, presumably to battle Cotes Du Rhone rage. Sheesh.
- Italians? Stylish? Hahahahahahahahah.
- Girls Aloud gig: decent gig (although I could have done without the appalling musicals medley) ruined by the worst sound I have ever heard at a big gig. Not sure it’s due to the SECC’s legendarily bad acoustics, though, because the nearer to the speakers you got the worse the sound became. Not that I particularly like the soulless cavern that calls itself the SECC, particularly when they adopt a ridiculous no-pass policy that means once you’re in the venue, you can’t leave for any reason whatsoever if you want to get back in. Sheesh, again.
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> Italians? Stylish?
c.f. the French.
Actually I went to Paris last week and whilst there were a fair few slobs about in general people were noticably more chic than over here. Thinner too (although that may just be my impression what with my office being next to a gregs).
Did see a botox enhanced, toy-dog equiped, chafeur driven, plastic sugery victim heading into an upmarket pharmacy at one point though. ‘Beauty’ isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be ;-)…
I had to do a double-take in Italy because I thought the Bride of Wildenstein was walking down the street. But no, it seems that there’s more than one surgery-obsessed lunatic in the world.
RE: the drinking thing
The best part was that if I’d seen any one feature – the botox, the toy dog, the chauffeur – my mind would have pretty much filled in the rest by default, but in this case as I looked I saw each bit one by one – just where i would have expected it, like a wonderfully bad taste slow reveal shot.
Hmmm the woman in that car has a toy dog….
jesus look at those lips…
heh, look at him run for the door…
well those *certainly* aren’t natural…
a pharmacy? I never have guessed…
Interesting link, Tony. Thanks.
tm: yeah, the Wildenstein creature was a similarly slow reveal…
> Or is it one rule for the parliamentarians and another for the peasants?
Of course. The proposed English smoking ban won’t apply in Parliament.