Wait until next year

Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

Happy Birthday, Mister Zimmerman

Bob Dylan and Betsy Siggins, having a chat, I guessBob Dylan is 70 today. That seems a pretty weird statement. 70. Phew. In the lead-up to this momentous occasion, I’ve been dabbling in some low-level Dylanology, watching No Direction Home for the umpteenth time and listening to the Sound Opinions Dylan specials. I thought I’d share the following thoughts/opinions/theories in no particular order or with no real organised thread… Read the rest of this entry »

The Mets, Family Guy and a navel-gazing footnote

Today’s reading is the New Yorker profile of the New York Mets’ chairman and chief executive, Fred Wilpon. Read the rest of this entry »

Comedy Vehicle

An otter, looking inquisitive and stuffMost of the television I watch has some sort of soporific purpose, or at the very least is kind of there for passive enjoyment, to help me unwind, to offer mild escapism etc etc. And this is not necessarily a slight on the majority of what I watch. We’re not huge TV-watchers in my household, and generally turn to it towards the end of the evening once work/chores/general cultural stimulation are out of the way/no longer an enjoyable or viable prospect. However, one series is proving a little more thought-provoking – Stewart Lee’s Comedy Vehicle. Read the rest of this entry »

The reluctant commuter

Commuters in London with umbrellasI do enjoy my job. However, I periodically fantasise about working from home. These thoughts usually occur about five seconds before I have to get out of bed in the morning, or five seconds after my train is cancelled after a long day at work. Read the rest of this entry »

Filler

Jars full of all sorts of weird stuffDear reader, after a minor blogging hiatus I would love to bring you an engrossing, well-considered, lengthy post that pulled together myriad cultural and philosophical issues in new and surprising ways, that made you look at the world in a new light and generally put a spring in your step and a song in your heart. Alas, that is not to be. Read the rest of this entry »

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