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The Web in 2010; with Obama, Pepsi and some bananas

I’ve freshened up an old cadaver with a touch of lipstick on its withered lips and trundled the dusty horror out to dance for you:

For the record, I'm a Coca Cola guy.
For the record, I’m a Coca Cola guy.

If Coca Cola gave us Santa, then it could be argued that Pepsi gave us Barrack Obama. Continue reading The Web in 2010; with Obama, Pepsi and some bananas

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The love of my life; with name-dropping of philosophers, fugitive policemen and others

The signs in my kitchen have long needed a reason to be shared. As for Katharina, I've not met her; she could still be here among my fellow poltergeists or perhaps the mice have carried her off. Shame - we might have had something.
The signs in my kitchen have long needed a reason to be shared. As for Katharina, I’ve not met her; she could still be here among my fellow poltergeists or perhaps the mice have carried her off. Shame – we might have had something.

Childless women in their thirties staying in bed until the mid-afternoon, reading their first book by Schopenhauer, Seneca or Montaigne – contemplating the apathy with which they regard their own mortality over the first gin of the afternoon and rubbing one out before the news kills the passion – these are the kinds of women you don’t seem to meet dating online.

I just read the manifesto of the vengeful L.A. Cop-Killing Killer-Cop who is currently running rings around his former colleagues after swearing to take the corrupt all to hell with their loved ones for a lack of honour, honesty and common decency. Continue reading The love of my life; with name-dropping of philosophers, fugitive policemen and others