Archive for January, 2009
Three Bar
Talking to my mother on the phone last night, the conversation unavoidably arrived at the weather. The weather in Glasgow? Cold and snowy. The weather in Dudley? Cold and snowy with the smell of turpentine on the breeze. My dad, suddenly revealing himself to be on the other line in his signature telephone ‘creep upon’, [...]
Secret Talent
Sometimes I like to draw. Not a lot of people know that. It is a secret talent. Recently, however, my illustrations have received some unusual attention. Firstly from the facilities manager from my office and secondly from some illustration professors at a trade school in Ontario. My stupid drawings started off as a way of [...]
The Epic
Another brilliant OMG! in the bag (covered nicely by cohort and fellow reader, Neil Scott). Probably because of the apocalyptic Glasgow weather, there was a lower audience turnout than usual: a stark comparison to November’s standing-room-only gig. At first, Fergus (the organiser/compare) and I were worried that we wouldn’t be able to whip up the [...]
Polyethylene Stowaway
In front of me right now is a supermarket carrier bag containing a pair of woolen gloves, an interesting book about landmines and two large cartons of a soya-based milk substitute. The bag (rather than its contents) is an alien artifact, accidental souvenir and polyethylene stowaway from New York City. It is a reminder that [...]
Midair Paranoia
Flying, I think, will always be exhilarating to me. I love the liberation of the take-off, the scary landing and the fact that you are essentially forced to do nothing for such a long time. I love doing nothing. It is my second favourite activity in the whole world. I don’t even care about the [...]
