Today is a beautiful summer's Sunday, the kind of day which generally makes it a pleasure to stay at Jakartass Towers. Or sit on the beach.
Except today is different. Some rich tosser in the main street, parallel to ours, has blocked it off to hold a wedding party so our quiet backwater is one big pustulating polluting traffic jam.
A pox on their nuptial bliss.
Charlton Match Report.
The Observer
If ever football were to be played in a vacuum, it would surely look like this. Lifeless, witless, meaningless - it was a game that lived down to expectations, which were far from great.
Jakartass
I knew that if I went to the fridge room to get another Bintang, I wouldn't miss anything.
I went and I didn't.
Inspector Sands
Yawn. Not a classic. But whatever happened against Everton didn't really matter.
Wednesday really matters.
NB. Charlton are taking 5,000 supporters to the frozen north-east of England on Wednesday for a replay of their quarterfinal match against Middlesbrough. If we win, then this will be the furthest we'll have reached since 1947. The match is being played in the evening, UK time, which is early morning here. I'll be awake for that one.
Did you know?
1. It takes 50 per cent more energy to make a bog-standard battery than the battery provides.
Green Gauge
2. Of the Seven Dwarves, the only one that shaved was Dopey.
That should tell us something about shaving.
Tom Robbins - Skinny Legs and All
Letter to the Editor
Hey Jak:
Thriven is the past participle of thrive. "I have thriven," though starting to get replaced with "I have thrived..." is proper English.
I know it's a petty thing to argue about, but what do you want? At heart I'm just a writer with a keyboard.
Anyway, thanks for talking about BlogSafer. It's seen many visitors but not many people who want to get into the wiki part of it and add to it. Hopefully that will happen.
Curt
Ed: That's a very polite message for a Curt and I am suitably shriven. But does anyone actually say thriven?
The London Blogosphere is mainstream for some, but not for Mr. Onion Bag.
Bored of mainstream knobber media whores bangin' on with their own corporate agendas, what's the point of a blog but to offer a different perspective? ... blogs ... ARE the perfect breeding ground for an alternative view.
I almost choked on my new found nu media mentality when one of the speakers focused on 'how to prove to the outside world that you actually OWN your blog.'
Bloody hell. That's the last thing I want.
Good Writing Deserves Readers
When scouring the net for connections and links, I regularly come across gems worthy of a plug. I save these for a rainy day.
Today isn't, but what the heck. Enjoy.
I just want coconut ice cream melting down my arm.
I Apparently Have About 167 Hours Left to Live
Eye Candy
Our Kid told me that there really are fairies because he'd seen this website. Judge for yourselves.
Marek has some very atmospheric photos of Jakarta in the rainy season.
This is really shocking! The Indonesian Playboy has a photo of a lady who isn't nude. Or even particularly attractive.
