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My favorite was the Scottish tartan.

This Blogger situation is a bit ridiculous. It’s just gone down for the second time today. That settles it. Come Monday, I will be free. Oh yes, I will be free.

“Is that your phone? No? Well it isn’t mine. Who the heck…? Oh, sod it, it’s a bird!”

With everything, there are trade-offs. Sure, they’re putting open-air urinals in Trafalgar Square. But they’re also licensing classical musicians as buskers to play in Tube Stations. Maybe civilisation isn’t quite in the toilet just yet.

Eeb’s definitely got me excited to see “Moulin Rouge”. (Well, I was already pretty excited, given that Ewan McGregor plays a lovestruck poet who sings Madonna songs, but at least now I can back up my enthusiasm with a critical review.) He also liked “A Knight’s Tale”, which every other critic has been crapping on left and right. If Eeb says it’s okay, I’ll give it a look.

Gael found a great link today: the Douglas Coupland Dictionary. I’ve read all of his books, and I have to say Microserfs is the best. Girlfriend in a Coma is interesting too, if only for the constant references to nearly every song the Smiths ever wrote. (Oddly, none of the reviewers on Amazon seemed to catch this.)

Bloody Blogger is down again. Now I’m stuck between coding my new weblogging software this weekend OR enjoying this. I guess I could always lug the iMac down to the backyard… 🙂

Open-air urinals in Trafalgar Square. I repeat, OPEN-AIR URINALS IN TRAFALGAR BLOODY SQUARE. Animals in this city, I tell you. Animals.

I gotta say, the new Webmonkey design is the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen. Thank God it doesn’t extend any further than the front page, or I’d have to stop using it. *shudder*

Why is everyone suddenly interested in hacking my boxen? These stories sound like the deluded ravings of the Windoze Borg, trying to instill fear and paranoia in the ranks of happy Mac users.