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Beware the 4od Beta Eater!!!


Sunday, January 27, 2008

Grrrrr!!!!!!

After having a reasonable experience with BBC's I-Player (had to configure it to use RealPlayer else it doesn't buffer adequately) and realised that I really wasn't missing much on BeebTV at all I had a brain-spasm and installed Channel4's version as I seem to remember they produce most stuff of televisual interest). Only realised this morning that it was the Beta version and it was playing merry hell with the CPU usage and christ know's what else in the Dingley Dell-Box. There's an option in the BBC I-Player to not load on startup (always a good idea!) but alas and alack, no such (nor any options that I could find) in CH4 so have had to resort to MSconfig which seems to have eased the situation - on the evidence of this soft-boot... so I was indeed correct to subscribe to ColdTurkey TV a couple of years back. It's evil!!!!

What else goes on in the Hermitage?
  • Sainsbury's saga goes on... it closed for 10 days yesterday. Supposedly at 6pm which should have made for a reduced basket-saunter (can't trolley-dash in my condition and quadragenarian dotage). Not so!!! Shoppers were met by staff advising of a "cabinet failure" taking out most perishable produce. Hmmmmm... rather convenient methinks! Odd that the affected cabinets were distributed around the store in a manner that roughly coincided with the location of said perishables. My theory is that they were turned off and cleared out prior to opening, thus avoiding Saturday overtime past 6pm and allowing and extra half day or so of working time for the contractors. Grrrr...!!!! Really can't get on with the new tills at all. So small and hardly any conveyor-tills. No packing space. Makes the whole experience rather frenetic and stressful. I don't know about you but I need a conveyor, even for my basket. I get control over the order in which I pack i.e. heavy on bottom, light and fragile on top. A basket till means that the eggs will come off the top of the basket, through the till and finally back to you, first. So one has to reserve all the softies and wait for the spuds, fluids and tins thus creating embarrassing 'dead-time', increasing blushes, sweating and stress and forcing an undignified rush to pack and pay at the same time. With no reserve packing room this all adds up to a bottleneck of stressed, shoppers. On the bright side... did get two fair-sized caulies for £1. Small consolation.
  • I don't deal well with change. My pub drop-ins are out of bounds due to the health fascists and now my Sainsbury drop-in is being made less-tolerable.
  • Warren Peace is no longer sharing my bed. Oscar Wilde snuggled up to me for a few nights but we weren't really compatible. Henry Fielding and Jonathan Wild made nocturnal overtures to me last night - now I've had a couple of flings with Henry afore now so it's purely down to whether JW shares our proclivities... Matron!
  • Musically... finding it difficult to get my head down. Had a dabble yesterday and the plan is to lay down a new rhythm track today (PC willing). We shall see.
  • Reading Group was cancelled this week due to OT-lurgey. I turned up to mop up strays of which there were two (would have been 3 if K hadn't got the message, so to speak). Book's panning out better now.
  • Plagued with a particularly persistent groinal boil. By no means the most spectacular but in it's location and persistence it's outstayed it's welcome. You can tell by the way I use my walk, I've a groinal boil that chafes as I walk.
  • Not a fan of the redesigned LouReed.org. Far too fancy and clever-clever. The flash-player videos play rather poorly. Good marks for content as usual, but sort out the FlashPlayer and simplify the navigation, perlease!!!

That'll do fer now.

2008 snogs



posted by Andy 06:13

Blood, Chocolate and Cheese


Thursday, January 17, 2008

Not such a great week...
  • Fretting ridiculously about the Penguin Book of Modern English Short Stories. I'm sure the reading group will hate it and thus me.
  • Decided I'd annoyed various people as per usual, thus reinforcing my view that the best course of action is to keep separate from society
  • Necked some chocolate gifted to me at Crimble. Never a good idea. Comfort eating's never too far away. Not that my vice is confection; far from it. Cheese will do it though... Anyhow, I believe there is a surfeit of calorific intake as against output going to fat. Add this to the inactivity governed by withdrawal into hibernation and lo! a blubbery, blubbering waste of huge swathes of ever expanding space.
  • The site was recently ported onto a new platform/server or whatever and I've been remiss in getting to grips with the 'new improved' functionality provided by my lovely hosts. Result: email issues and (hopefully temporary) ability to tweak the html.
  • Sleep's gone totally haywire; probably not helped by Radio7 which keeps one awake more than World Service or 5Live.
  • Only 250pp of Warren Peace to go!
  • Who's that Kenyan politician called Whacky Baccy?
  • Bit of a blood-letting session or two over past few days. A pleasant sensation, though rather addictive (see last April). Didn't go for a vessel as I know how draining (titter) that can be. Undecided about hanging around for Eurovision in Belgrade. Didn't expect to get to this piont when Serbia wom last year.
  • First time out of flat this morning for 5 days
  • Sainsbury has, erm, changed somewhat. They're trying to get a quart into a pint pot really. Compact checkouts, false ceiling removed and concrete-slab-ceiling spray-painted white to provide illusion of space. To give it it's due they've probably freed up 1-200sq metres if arranged judiciously. Was a lovely (cough) haze of white spray paint looming, illumined from below by flourescent lighting around the bread and booze area at the back, thus poroviding an interesting illustration of the air-flow. Rather a shortage of spuds... serves me right for going on veg delivery day.
  • Didn't go to either of my groupie thingummys due to the general malaise.
  • Pandora's finally been withdrawn from UK listeners. Another Bum!
  • How can inflation be 2% when staple foods are still being cranked up in price by the week and energy is on the up again? Beats me. Mind you it's only inflation for the non-existent Mr Average that we all get compared to when stats are gathered and analysed. Hmmm, should that be anal-ised??? Perhaps it should.
  • Uploaded my noise to LastFM over weekend. How sad is that?
  • Must stop rambling. Doesn't really achieve a lot except lay down an aid-memoir.

2008 snogs



posted by Andy 09:30

Quelle de merde!


Thursday, January 10, 2008

On returning to Northampton town centre on Tuesday luncheontide I was heartily piqued to find all entrances to the bus station fenced-off. Unlike previous occasions there were no staff around and no information. T'was a tad annoying but look on the bright side; I found a new way into the dank shopping mauseleum that is the Grosvenor Centre. (By the old fag kiosk under Beatties if you're interested... turn left and downhill at 'Rat Island'). Finding that the cause was a sewage inflow caused me a certain amount of amusement that I wouldst not have felt had I actually needed to use the buses on Tue pm. A very 'Northampton' occurrence. All that ridiculous 60's-70's 'integral' architecture was a huge balls-up imho. To elucidate; offices, shopping centre, bus station, coach station, car park all in one chunk means they all age and deteriorate at the same rate and can't really be replaced separately. Not only that, they are compromises from the off. If one or more chunks become disused/dilapidated they will, like cancer or gangrene, spread into the healthier portions. This is effectively what we have here; necrotic offices and car park levels affecting the shopping centre and bus station below. Now there's a bit of a stalemate to my mind. Why would one invest much in the shopping/bus facilities if the nieghbours above will leak and collapse on us? Who will redevelop the offices/car park when they are limited by their integral structural links/footprint and disruption to the shops and buses below? Ah well... Ho hum...

My Italian Crimble pressies have just arrived all the way from Piedmont! Parmigiano Reggiano and Salame a Culatello from Principessa Valentina. I'll have to bone-up on the pasta book she gave me a few years back!!!

Our reading group's moved on to the Penguin Book of Modern English Short Stories (or whatever the title is!) edited by bloody Malcolm sodding Bradbury! I was quite excited as I'd found it for the group. seemed great, everyone interested in the diverse range of authors. Imagine how widdled-orf I was when the first two 'stories' were indecipherable, literary experiments. In short. Twaddle!!! Piffle! I was very upset last night. It's not my fault! Honest! It's bleeding Malcolm Bradbury! On a brighter note. Had a jolly natter with Kelly and there was a nice new chap there who fitted in really well.

Restrung the Telecaster yesterday and premiered 'A Scruff At Heart', Gilbert O'Sullivan's latest CD that Abby sent me for Crimble. Not bad at all really. Love the way his percussive piano technique, lyrical style and song structure hasn't changed in 40 years! I was also struck, oddly for the first time, that his piano style is rather reminiscent of John Cale! Hahahahaha! No, seriously. have a listen to any old track off 'Fragments of a Rainy Season', the live John Cale double. Then give any old GOS album a spin... see what I mean?

Ciao fer now. (Sorry can't be arsed with the hyperlinks)

2008 snogs


posted by Andy 11:50

Hartley Hare is god


Sunday, January 06, 2008

Terribly remiss of me once more blah blah blah...

Shamed into an update by Deepest Darkest England ...


  • Dropped out of vol work at library due to the 'Friends Of Northampton Library' scheme, to which I have objections and is objectionable; not being appreciated/noticed (apart from being resented/tolerated; it becoming increasingly obvious that the 'work' was ill thought out and almost useless; probably my BPD has something to do with it too
  • Amazon widdled me off with their 'backlog' issues which caused me to 'wait in' for nigh on a month waiting for a non-existent package of Bill Nelson CD's. (Spending £20 of my Income Tax rebate after 6 months). I won't go into details as I'm sure you can use your imagination.
  • Sweating and wheezing getting worse, as are the dreams, night-sweats and talking/shouting in sleep.
  • War and Peace - 800 pages down, 600 to go!
  • Lost at Scrabble on 25th to Valentina in Piedmont
  • Crystal Unicorn arrived safely... although a week late at Sladja's in Novi Sad. As it turned out it was on the eve of her birthday and 2008 so worked out ok.
  • First death of the year has occurred already so condolences to Eileen and family.
  • Got my first digital radio... hurrah!
  • Playing guitar again
  • Recording sessions plagued by waiting for postman, lack of confidence/motivation, broken string etc
  • Carpal Tunnel rather bad in right hand now. Has taken 3 years to get this bad after getting left one done. Now it's disturbing sleep and whatnot. Doesn't interfere with the guitar as I'm right-handed (guitarists will understand) and the recovery period involved make me slightly averse to the idea of getting it hacked-about as I'll like-as-not have popped my clogs by summer.
  • Need to get a tune recorded by end of Feb as a pressie.
  • Enjoyed watching old episodes of Pipkins!!!! Hartley Hare is god!
  • Had a romantic whimsy or two, but don't worry, my whimsys mustn't go anywhere.
  • Am bewhiskered
  • Laughed out loud reading Potty, Fartwell and Knob. Very ISIHAC.

In loving memory of Hammy who fell asleep at the wheel on Thursday.

Tara a bit,

2008 snogs



posted by Andy 11:51