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Yearly Archives: 2002
The dirtiest joke on the radio
may be this, or it may be realplayer’s licence agreement. So far as I can tell, it’s impossible to listen to the BBC at the moment without downloading RealPlayer One, which has the most obnoxious licence agreement I have ever … Continue reading Continue reading
a minder like a half-shaved slag heap
Felix took Anita and me to a wine bar on the edge of the Sandy Row Ghetto, which hadn Continue reading
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Taxi driver (Belfast edition)
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A Belfast story
There are two sandwich bars a couple of hundred metres from each other near the junction of Botanic Avenue and Shaftesbury square. The one where Felix works does about a thousand pounds Continue reading
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disgusting
Stephen Byers has been caught with a woman not his not wife by the News of the World. Perhaps her name will be changed to Buffy: as Faith once said in a rather different context, she boinked the undead. So … Continue reading Continue reading
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eggs, granny, eggs!
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under god
Salon is consumed with discussions about the pledge of alliegance. I also saw a rumour that it’s dying. I hope it lasts at least until I get to SFO in July for a weekend. I like those people. There’s a … Continue reading Continue reading
the breeder’s eye
Sex is one of the things that gets left out of pop science books, at least until the subject is safely dead. There’s not going to be much copulation in the worm book, either, at least among vertebrates. Continue reading
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fame at last
Rupert keeps asking if he is the only person here. Not while I’m alive he isn’t. And I discovered this morning that of all the 2 billion sites that Google indexes, there is only one that comes top of the … Continue reading Continue reading
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dna and souls
I have long suspected that John Polkinghorne is a bit of a windbag. He was the subject of a truly elegant demolition by Freeman Dyson in the NYRB a couple of months ago. But listening to him trying to explain … Continue reading Continue reading
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