Alexander Glass
@alexanderglass.bsky.social
Writing, reading, musicking and pondering. Fix your hearts or die.
Sainsburys has put barriers in front of the chocolate to stop me getting to it. They do not work.
Question: Would the Dr Who theme be better: (a) played on a didgeridoo; or (b) sung a capella, with the main vocal singing the words 'Didgeridoo, didgeridoo, didgeridoo, didgeridoo...'
To be fair, he was at that point being asked a dumb and interminable question. Going to sleep was the rational response.
Last night: Trump returns to White House as military plans major operation. This morning: Shhh… he’s having his arch dream.
Greek Nathan is famous for his foot-long yogurt hot dogs.
This is an insight into the President's mind. He sees any money he pays out as a loss, even (crucially) where he receives something of value in return. No wonder there have been multiple reports that he's failed to pay people and companies who have worked with him. Amazing that anyone still does.
The next Paddington movie will be Paddington Goes To Piddington. Full on folk horror.
A xenomorph encounters complications when trying to buy a house. Alien: Restictive Covenant. I'll get me acid-proof coat.
I didn't realise there was a Racist Village of the Year Competition.
You must, absolutely, eat gingerbread men starting with the head. If you start with the legs, then the gingerbread man will remain conscious to the end. Biting the head off first is an act of mercy.
Talking about the apocalypse means *not* talking about copyright abuse, about privacy invasion, about the creation of misinformation and the destruction of truth, about political manipulation, about CSAM, about economic devastation and about environmental destruction. The real problems.
I once posted in Another Place about how I'd learned that Julian Fellowes dresses for dinner, and I basically hadn't realised anyone still did that. Someone (a barrister I know) replied: 'Your naked dinners are legendary.'
'Become a racist and you too could feel young again!'
I'd misclassified Rupert Lowe as a Twitter thing. But he's now *really* gaming Facebook's new algorithm with a mixture of 'remigration' and 'who remembers' memes. Crazy levels of engagement and he's all over the feed of every boomer I know regardless of their politics. www.facebook.com/rupertlowemep
all sex is casual sex if you affect an air of nonchalance
Really good chicken helmet. Best chicken helmet I’ve ever seen maybe.
I'm imagining thinking I'd left the Overlook hotel behind, and then noticing the floor...
Him: You can't reference a movie with just a pattern Me:
PAUL: What’s in the box? REVEREND MOTHER: Pain. [PAUL hesitantly puts his hand in the BOX, then FROWNS IN CONFUSION. He pulls out A BAGUETTE.] REVEREND MOHER: Hōn hōn,
On Trump's promise of $5,000 for people to vote Republican: sure, it's probably illegal; but also, it's surely a lie. At least ask for the money up front (which all his contractors wished they had done).
Sometimes your notes make sense at the time, and then make NO sense when you look at them later. Why did I think it was important to write down 'Banana meet-cute'?
I worked at a charity in which the Director would say at every meeting: "I think we've really turned a corner." The fourth time, I said: "Aren't we now back where we started?"
Country House by Moonlight by Wilfred Bosworth Jenkins.