Miscellaneous update
I have been rather lax in my postings these last few days. I find only a collection of notes serving as reminders of what I was going to blog about. That and a copy of John Buchan's Greenmantle, where I have carefully noted the abundant references to racism, anti-semitism, mysogony and (repressed homosexual) homophobia. Despite this, a ripping yarn, though stangely improved when I started prejudice-spotting. I still plan a comprehensive list of the above, but as it is a little too like work (work? no, sorry, come again?), it will have to wait.
My notes are as follows:
Garrison Keillor radio show
Google search instinct
Memory - Fortensky - Drink
As far as I can remember, these refer to the following...
Garrison Keillor's radio show on BBC radio 7. Seems like a nice enough bloke, and one of the few pieces of non-repeated Radio 7 programming. But whenever I listen the whole thing is quite insufferable. I think "smug" may be the word, but as it is only on on early weekend mornings (I'm guessing - 5am? 6am?) I don't have the strength to list the stream of bile it provokes in me. Periodically I forget and am driven by the maddening shit available on the other channels to give it another go. It's still hateful. Thank god for the brief respite in the madness provided by Test Match Special at 5am tomorrow morning.
Google search instinct is an odd one. I was trying to find a National Lampoon cover (January 1977) I remembered from the distant past to send to Gregor so I googled "national lampoon covers" and I went to the fourth or fifth hit which looked good , and it was. Experience rather than instinct enables you to spot the cyber wheat among the google chaff, so what is my point? I wish I remembered. What I don't wish I remembered is who Larry Fortensky was (a husband of Elizabeth Taylor that she met in some drying out clinic, since you ask). Memory, where is thy delete button? I try drinking to forget, but from what I remember, it is a blunt instrument, better at erasing conversations than matters trivial or grave.
posted by Paul Jeremy @ Monday, November 28, 2005
1 Comments:
Bring back timeless tests! There is a good piece by Selvey in the Grauniad today about how, thanks to the Australians, everyone scores much faster these days and, despite an ever slower over-rate, you get many more results and fourth day finishes. This removes the lottery of the fifth day pitch, an erratic strip generally being to the advantage of the weaker side.
The current problem in Pakistan is that it is winter and it gets dark well before the scheduled close of play. The way England are playing, this is to our advantage.
Selvey (this time on TMS) also had the brilliant idea of importing a Pakistani taxi driver to the UK, getting him a car which has painted on the back "How is my driving?" above a premium rate phone number. He reckoned you would be a millionaire by the end of the day.
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