So here is a shiny new quote from one of the many things I'm supposed to be writing, instead of all this exams and university and noise. (in fairness, there's a lot of procrastinating, editing, making unreasonable milkshakes, and drinking a lot of coffee in there as well)
"Have you ever been to Hell? it’s really expensive. Unreasonable prices for everything. It’s a bit like a Starbucks, but it’s unclean, and dimly lit, and really expensive and everyone is rude to you. Not mean, or nasty, just rude. Abrasive. And it’s dull. Ridiculously dull. Like waiting for a bus at night time."
Not wanting to sound snobbish or anything, but i am quite proud of that line. (sorry for bieng snobbish)
While your here, check out http://meda-files.blogspot.com/. Go on. I'll wait here for you.
Izaak
Monday 30 May 2011
Friday 20 May 2011
Friend Joe has a band now.
Joe Nugent - the gentleman amongst gentlemen - has a brand new song.
enjoy!
http://youtu.be/cPSYdUVz9d4
enjoy!
http://youtu.be/cPSYdUVz9d4
Tuesday 17 May 2011
is there such a thing as "the good old days"?
through a mix of curiosity, and boredom, and needing of a laugh, i visited the BNP website. scrolling through all the wierd, old fashioned policies they put on their manifesto seems to reak of the "good old days".
there weren't any "good old days". i refuse to believe that "good old days" excisted, because "good old days" don't sound good at all. throughout the twentieth century there were wars, riots, resessions, power corruption and greed. none of it was particulary good for anyone.
what could possibly be good about the second world war? why was "back then" such a paradise? from what i hear, it was hellish. whats so good about families bieng split up, children evacuated, constant threats of bombs, rationing and near-nazi invasion? it wasn't exactly an easy-old time. there was 'blitz spirit', and the feel of community, but i'd rather have peacetime than the knowlege of my neighbours names. who cares about neighbours? they are just people who live next door. its happenstance that you live in such close proximity. you could be friends with them, if you wish (i'm not arguing against making friends), but i don't get the push for 'community'. i'd rather pick my own community.
perhaps, after the war, times got better? no, not really. 'cause then, there was the cold war. two stupidly powerful nations, each with their own equally stupid idea, governed the fate of the world, cause they couldn't get along. (for the record, i think communism and capitalism are equally shit. you can't have total dependancy of the state, but you can't have total independancy from it, either.)
ratrioning and rebuilding was still going on, but to throw more troubles into the shit-storm was the fear of nuclear holocaust. sounds all song-and-dance, doesn't it?
won't go into too much detail about the riots, the recessions, and the rich that messed around in britian. there was a lot of it, i hear. it wasn't until the fifties and sixties until the teenager came along. before that, there was little oppurtunity for university, no NHS, and too much emphasis on the elders.
the young adult could spread their wings a little more, with cheaper uni's, and pop music, and groovy new fashions. things were getting better, but still... it doesn't compare to today.
how are the "good old days" better than today?
since when could you talk to anyone, anywhere in the world, for free? since ewhen could you listen to music and talk to people on the same devise? think of all the awesome things that the twenty-first century has bring with it. what is wrong with all this new stuff? it's ace!
why are people so scared of CCTV? its only cameras. they haven't got guns trained on you or anything. i can hear the elderly crying out "they're watching us all the time!" are they? really?
does the government care that you baught your shopping from morrisons? or walked your dog?
don't you think they have important things to watch?
the good old days haven't happened yet. perhaps, when we are old, we might be able to say it. though by that time, the young probably have jet packs, or robot eyes, or lasers, or something equally cool. so we probably won't be able to.
more rants to come.
there weren't any "good old days". i refuse to believe that "good old days" excisted, because "good old days" don't sound good at all. throughout the twentieth century there were wars, riots, resessions, power corruption and greed. none of it was particulary good for anyone.
what could possibly be good about the second world war? why was "back then" such a paradise? from what i hear, it was hellish. whats so good about families bieng split up, children evacuated, constant threats of bombs, rationing and near-nazi invasion? it wasn't exactly an easy-old time. there was 'blitz spirit', and the feel of community, but i'd rather have peacetime than the knowlege of my neighbours names. who cares about neighbours? they are just people who live next door. its happenstance that you live in such close proximity. you could be friends with them, if you wish (i'm not arguing against making friends), but i don't get the push for 'community'. i'd rather pick my own community.
perhaps, after the war, times got better? no, not really. 'cause then, there was the cold war. two stupidly powerful nations, each with their own equally stupid idea, governed the fate of the world, cause they couldn't get along. (for the record, i think communism and capitalism are equally shit. you can't have total dependancy of the state, but you can't have total independancy from it, either.)
ratrioning and rebuilding was still going on, but to throw more troubles into the shit-storm was the fear of nuclear holocaust. sounds all song-and-dance, doesn't it?
won't go into too much detail about the riots, the recessions, and the rich that messed around in britian. there was a lot of it, i hear. it wasn't until the fifties and sixties until the teenager came along. before that, there was little oppurtunity for university, no NHS, and too much emphasis on the elders.
the young adult could spread their wings a little more, with cheaper uni's, and pop music, and groovy new fashions. things were getting better, but still... it doesn't compare to today.
how are the "good old days" better than today?
since when could you talk to anyone, anywhere in the world, for free? since ewhen could you listen to music and talk to people on the same devise? think of all the awesome things that the twenty-first century has bring with it. what is wrong with all this new stuff? it's ace!
why are people so scared of CCTV? its only cameras. they haven't got guns trained on you or anything. i can hear the elderly crying out "they're watching us all the time!" are they? really?
does the government care that you baught your shopping from morrisons? or walked your dog?
don't you think they have important things to watch?
the good old days haven't happened yet. perhaps, when we are old, we might be able to say it. though by that time, the young probably have jet packs, or robot eyes, or lasers, or something equally cool. so we probably won't be able to.
more rants to come.
Sunday 15 May 2011
it's raining
hello again.
still stuck between cafe dante and rainy day man - currently mainly focusing on the former. Demons in Liverpool is something fresher than 30's oxford.
having to change the name of the girl, though - instructions - which is a shame. i liked the name Verona Dare. the name might crop up as someone major in something else.
its raining - its been raining on and off for a few days. i was recently in a lovely part of liverpool called Aigburth (there are university halls there). it was raining then. it was a nice, heavy rain. i think this song sort of sums up the rainy day feeling of Aigburth, the sort of theme to the fantastic film "Coraline". I was listening to it on the train back, whilst enjoying a pizza from Tak away (the E had fallen off the sign).
i hope you enjoy the song as much as i do. as i said, its lovely for rainy days.
http://youtu.be/j6Phs898rcY
still stuck between cafe dante and rainy day man - currently mainly focusing on the former. Demons in Liverpool is something fresher than 30's oxford.
having to change the name of the girl, though - instructions - which is a shame. i liked the name Verona Dare. the name might crop up as someone major in something else.
its raining - its been raining on and off for a few days. i was recently in a lovely part of liverpool called Aigburth (there are university halls there). it was raining then. it was a nice, heavy rain. i think this song sort of sums up the rainy day feeling of Aigburth, the sort of theme to the fantastic film "Coraline". I was listening to it on the train back, whilst enjoying a pizza from Tak away (the E had fallen off the sign).
i hope you enjoy the song as much as i do. as i said, its lovely for rainy days.
http://youtu.be/j6Phs898rcY
Thursday 12 May 2011
synopsis for new project, in co-operation with my cousin
hello!
i'm working with my cousin on a series of short stories, about a demon who works in cafe dante - a coffee shop. he also investigates paranormal goings-on.
here is the synopsis for my first of the series. some rainy day man ideas have merged with this.
i'm working with my cousin on a series of short stories, about a demon who works in cafe dante - a coffee shop. he also investigates paranormal goings-on.
here is the synopsis for my first of the series. some rainy day man ideas have merged with this.
"whilst still working at Cafe Dante, Jimmy is hired by a foul-mouthed five year old to investigate mysterious goings on in his neighbours house.
The spirit of Thaddicus Silversleeve – the best detective that the 1890's had to offer – will not rest until it solves its final case. The spirit must find the villainous cad, Baron Anyface, before he can finally rest. The only problem is that Baron Anyface died, 113 years ago.
Jimmy takes on the role of Baron Anyface, but soon realises that Thaddicus will not rest until his arch nemesis is dead. Can he rest the spirit, charm Verona Dare, serve the perfect cappuchino, annoy his roomate/barrisra Maynard, and elude the LARPS?"
Wednesday 11 May 2011
things, things, things...
sorry for lack of posts recently.
have become editor of crumpets and tea, go go and have a look: crumpetsandtea.me
rainy day man is taking a hiatus, while i focus on other things. as usual, updates will come soon
see you later
Izaak
have become editor of crumpets and tea, go go and have a look: crumpetsandtea.me
rainy day man is taking a hiatus, while i focus on other things. as usual, updates will come soon
see you later
Izaak
Tuesday 3 May 2011
Monday 2 May 2011
"we do things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard" J.F. Kennedy
trying to avoid easy options. i prefer to aim a bit higher than i should be able to. the only problem, i am aiming in the wrong directions.
trying to build up a big rainy day man story is proving difficult. i have dug myself into a deep hole, and am looking forward to putting pen to paper and digging out of it. it will be confusing, and long, and plans will change (if i make any). but it shouldn't be easy.
co-writing another set of stories, and writing scripts for Ant Briscoe and Sean Stoakes to turn into something amazing. might even direct my own at some point. should be fun, but not easy.
might be taking over as chief editor of crumpets and tea. im looking forward to it. it will be time consuming, though. but i wouldn't want it to be easy.
i always try to aim higher than i should, because it will be fun to see what i can do when i put my mind to it. trying to achieve the impossible, or as close as i can get.
shame that i don't have the same mindset for university. it should be paramount, but there are so many more interesting things to worry about, and dream about. so many more interesting things to give a go. university involves too much planning, and deadlines, and things. i need to get more involved in it, preferably in groups, to learn things as i want to learn them, on subjects i want to study.
darn tories.
trying to build up a big rainy day man story is proving difficult. i have dug myself into a deep hole, and am looking forward to putting pen to paper and digging out of it. it will be confusing, and long, and plans will change (if i make any). but it shouldn't be easy.
co-writing another set of stories, and writing scripts for Ant Briscoe and Sean Stoakes to turn into something amazing. might even direct my own at some point. should be fun, but not easy.
might be taking over as chief editor of crumpets and tea. im looking forward to it. it will be time consuming, though. but i wouldn't want it to be easy.
i always try to aim higher than i should, because it will be fun to see what i can do when i put my mind to it. trying to achieve the impossible, or as close as i can get.
shame that i don't have the same mindset for university. it should be paramount, but there are so many more interesting things to worry about, and dream about. so many more interesting things to give a go. university involves too much planning, and deadlines, and things. i need to get more involved in it, preferably in groups, to learn things as i want to learn them, on subjects i want to study.
darn tories.
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