20.50, Sunday 22 Apr 2001

The only thing odder than the topics of conversation Dan and I stumble into when out is that fact that there's more of my life documented on Venusberg, his weblog, than there is on mine.

It's worth reading up on my life simply so you can learn why so much effort is made to biograph it (Dan has a prodigious memory, or failing that - after too many beers - he tends to keep notes).

  • 22 January 2001
    Terry Pratchett being, or not being, a cunt.
  • 2 February 2001. 1, 2.
    Shaving hawks and balls, and Anglo-Saxon pronunciation.
  • 9 February 2001
    Geek nature.
  • 28 February 2001. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
    Hoxton, several bars, and even more conversation. Film and orgasmic models of writing. Alas, nothing about my theory of balance and symmetric aesthetic in the human form -- but more of that later.
  • 5 March 2001
    Comments on my beliefs.
  • 6 March 2001
    My flat.
  • 4 April 2001
    I'm not very good at slapsies.
  • 9 April 2001
    Cold, meta, wives and spunky trousers.
  • 10 April 2001. 1, 2, 3
    Extraordinarily bad American pop rock, kebabs, and far too much to drink.
  • 22 April 2001
    Knightmare (spellcasting), psychogeography, ranting at old ladies (foot! bag! prison! death!).

And people say I don't put enough personal content up here. With others to do it for me, why would I need to?

Aside: When I started hunting through Dan's weblog I thought I'd find maybe three or four references to me and my life (the two being, as you know, quite separate). As it is, I had to leave several out. Does anybody know whether I can buy Restraining Orders over the counter at the Post Office?