Blogger ate my last three posts, so I'm not going to write much. Just to say that if anyone is feeling particularly flush, I'd like an 10GB iPod for Christmas, please. Or a lovely Pure Evoke 1, which my mother is getting for christmas and with which I have fallen in love.
My xmas bonus this year will be going towards the purchase of an eMac- then I will be able to BLOG FROM HOME. Look on my works, ye mighty, and P|-|34r me!
Tuesday, August 20, 2002
Following Johnny Rocket's sterling effort at a minidisc comp which has been on my stereo non-stop, here is my retaliatory strike: I'd get him to swap our places.
Monday, August 12, 2002
Ahem. HTML cock-up part 1(Stay tuned for part two with free binder).
Now, what I meant to say was here's a Political Position Definer via Aquarius. But it obviously went a bit wrong, and now I can't edit it. I am a centrist by the way, because I gave random answers to some pretty vague questions.
Now, what I meant to say was here's a Political Position Definer via Aquarius. But it obviously went a bit wrong, and now I can't edit it. I am a centrist by the way, because I gave random answers to some pretty vague questions.
Tuesday, August 06, 2002
Everyone with an interest in comics, or at least the state of the comics industry, should read Savant regularly. I was originally attracted to it for its undisguised zeal; over time this has understandably lessened, but there are some wonderful articles in the archives. Particularly if you have any antipathy to j0|-|n Byr|\|3.
Friday, August 02, 2002
Previous post rendered irrelevant by pesky fellow bidder. Curses.
However, I am going to Aarhus in three weeks! I hope the Danish tourist board pay Seamus Heaney. I bet if you did a survey 90% of visitors to Denmark would prove to be English graduates, what with Heaney and a certain bard.
My Danish is still dreadful, however.
However, I am going to Aarhus in three weeks! I hope the Danish tourist board pay Seamus Heaney. I bet if you did a survey 90% of visitors to Denmark would prove to be English graduates, what with Heaney and a certain bard.
My Danish is still dreadful, however.
Wednesday, July 31, 2002
I am bidding for a slice of my childhood on ebay (isn't this what everyone is doing on ebay?) in the shape of a large number of comics from the years 1983-5. I can still remember some of the stories including some lines verbatim. But, should I win, will they be a disappointment on re-reading (and I do want to read them, rather than sell them on at a profit), or will they, madeleine-like, take me back to my idyllic childhood?
A comparable experience, perhaps, would be re-reading Enid Blyton, which was terrible, though no reflection on her skill as a children's writer. What isn't there (characterisation, emotional depth) is made up by the child. In fact the books I read were by me and Enid Blyton, though sadly the royalties system doesn't take this into account.
Daj, by the way, has forgiven me.
A comparable experience, perhaps, would be re-reading Enid Blyton, which was terrible, though no reflection on her skill as a children's writer. What isn't there (characterisation, emotional depth) is made up by the child. In fact the books I read were by me and Enid Blyton, though sadly the royalties system doesn't take this into account.
Daj, by the way, has forgiven me.
Monday, July 29, 2002
I should perhaps explain that stamp steaming comment lest anyone get the wrong end of the stick. Daj is fond of writing short messages in the stamp boxes of postcards, which are then covered by the stamp before the card is sent. The most memorable of the messages, and one entirely indicative of his fiendish mind, was "Why have you steamed off the stamp?".
Daj was also until recently involved in creating new chemical compounds at C4|\/|br1d93, and is the co-inventor of the Kwik Kwiz, which is in turn the reason why my French AO Level exam result was so disappointing.
Daj was also until recently involved in creating new chemical compounds at C4|\/|br1d93, and is the co-inventor of the Kwik Kwiz, which is in turn the reason why my French AO Level exam result was so disappointing.
This appears to be the homepage of my 9r4t3 fR3|\|d Daj Lit, games inventor, stamp steamer and worrier of chemicals.
Friday, July 26, 2002
Thursday, July 25, 2002
I went, I walked, I bought the flag. The eighteen miles of the final day of the Vierdaagse was less of a struggle than I thought, though my Aunt and Uncle, who had walked the previous four days, were rather more tired. I am planning to do all four days next year with min Laererinde- 40km per day for four days.
The time of 55km days is long gone- my grandfather walked this masochist's version the last time it was staged in 1967.
The time of 55km days is long gone- my grandfather walked this masochist's version the last time it was staged in 1967.
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
I return triumphant! Well quite rested anyway. I shall recount the tales of my Dutch sojourn when I have the time. But for the moment, hop on over to kryogenix where Aquarius reports THE FUNNIEST EMAIL EXCHANGE IN THE WORLD EVER, starring myself and Johnny Rocket!
Wednesday, July 17, 2002
Off to Holland tomorrow, so no more from me for a while. In the meantime, enjoy the new stuff on the UK site for A Series of Unfortunate Events and buy book the sixth!
Tuesday, July 16, 2002
R, a schoolfriend, has just emailed me to say that he has just qualified as a vet. Given that he was told at aged 15 by some cretinous teacher that he would never be one, I think that represents a pretty sterling effort. I remember how disappointed he was at the time; most of the rest of us hasn't a clue what we wanted to do when we left school but R had known since he was about 9. He is obviously chuffed to bits, and I am very pleased for him too. I just can't imagine being that dedicated. Well done R!
The Bookseller Buyers' Guide is in, and the front cover is taken up with one of the most eagerly awaited novels of recent years, Donna Tartt's The Little Friend. I am looking forward to it, but I do have a tiny sense of trepidation- The Secret History was a long time ago, after all, and I was much younger (and dare I say less well-read) than I am now. . .
Jacob the Frog contains some rather lovely and typically impenetrable cartoons by my long-suffering ex-housemate JML. The site is named after a frog bought for her by my mother (don't ask).
Monday, July 15, 2002
After an extremely stressful weekend driving around London with min Laererinde, I am faced with a mountain of work which obscures another mountain of work just behind it. I get extremely tetchy and ring my boss, who is very patient with me, but I still feel aggrieved.
Danish learnt on drive round London: negligable. The tape is useless without the coursebook. All we hear is a man reciting those nine vowels (and let's not forget, the diphthongs) in a faintly bored manner. Other things learnt on drive round London: don't drive in London. Ever. Again.
Anyway, I am going home shortly to listen to music and drink wine, and I am not going to moan anymore.
Oh, you were here for links, were you? Well, whilst I'm in Holland next week, the first issue of the second series of The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen comes out. What larks!
Friday, July 12, 2002
It's not what you're like, it's what you like.
Except of course that's complete nonsense. But in the spirit of contrariness, and testing my dubious half-remembered HTML skills, here is my amazon wish list.
. . . but I am learning. So far I can say:
1. the words for Sister, Brother, Mother, Father and all composites (eg. Moster)
2. kys og knus
3. hej hej!
So if I want to send hugs and kisses to your Aunt as I'm leaving, I'll be OK. Anything else and I'm stuck.
Danish is a fiendishly difficult language to learn. The first page of my coursebook includes a paragraph beginning with the daunting sentence 'Danish has nine vowels'. Oh well it could be worse I suppose. I could have decided to learn Russian.
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