10 Killer Post Ideas is interesting. I’ve never run out of things to say though there are times I’ve lost my ‘voice’.
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No clowns at Bestival!
Clown phobias trip up festival plans
You could browse archive.org for a long time. If the 36,796 live music concerts don’t grab you, the 30,009 texts or 37,506 movies might.
“The Internet Archive is building a digital library of Internet sites and other cultural artifacts in digital form. Like a paper library, we provide free access to researchers, historians, scholars, and the general public.”
Time passes
I can’t believe I’ve been blogging for about ten years. My late-birthday, pre-trip drinks tomorrow night will also be to celebrate ten years of this blog, in its various incarnations. I wonder if Kirsty can remember the month I first put our whinges online. “But Kelly, I am a designer!”
I can’t believe I’ve been in the UK for almost exactly four years.
Finally, I can’t believe I’m going away for nearly seven weeks – I’m so not ready. I’m popping off to Marrakech for four days first, and my plan is basically to relax, maybe buy a purse to replace the one that was stolen last week, and then relax a bit more. Then one day to pack, panic, triple-check the flat, triple-check I’ve got my passports, then I’m off to Turkey.
Still no Moldovan visa, it’s all a bit painful. They really don’t want many tourists.
I’ve been very slack on the blogging front. I was in deadline mode, but got what I needed to done on Friday, then went to J&B’s civil partnership, which was lovely. Then Dreeny arrived from Brussels, we went to Smack, and to London Pride on Saturday.
Interesting idea…
Don’t get groped – get even
“After years of sexual harassment on trains, women are fighting back – posting pictures of their aggressors on the web.” (Guardian)
Evil marketers: “It’s not good enough for just these marketing people to realise that they’ve screwed up and damaged the brands they were associated with – we have to keep making examples of them to stop other clumsy organisations viewing our self-created territories as nothing more than sales opportunities.”
So wrong – cats that look like Hitler.
I’m kinda glad I’m not the only one who was traumatised as child by the Hobyahs creep, creep, creeping. And I used to feel so bad for the poor dog who got in trouble for trying to warn them.
Now you too can be Jackson Pollock.