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THIS has become Ev’s new mantra to me whenever I blow my lid at someone or something that bloody annoys me. Some muppet cuts the Mini up? “Just say no to negativity.” I come home to discover the Kardashian slags are not only on the living room telly but also on the one in the bedroom, which no one is actually watching? “Just say no to negativity”. Emric’s pissed in the sink? “Just say no to negativity”.
Now I’m the first to admit that I’m a negative person, or in proper medical terms, a miserable bastard. But I don’t see how I […]
September 28th, 2010 | Category: RPotW |
I’M A big fan of Ruby’s Diner. Their burgers, especially the Aloha with its pineapple ring and teriyaki glaze, are excellent, the cherry Coke is made the old way with syrup, the chilli cheese fries are pretty much the best around and the teenage waitresses wear short skirts. In all it’s a great place to eat.
So when I discovered a box of Ruby’s microwaveable breakfast sliders in the freezer I was entertained by visions of them being just as good as the fresh-made ones you get at the restaurant. Sliders are mini-burgers that usually come in threes. I’m not sure if […]
THE food wasn’t that good, but the drag show was […]
A LOT of faces, I know, but as I’m averse to taking pics of real people I thought the statues would make a good change. And the 103 degrees of heat meant indoor shots were the most intelligent way to […]
I SPOTTED this on the corner of Goode Avenue and Central in Glendale last night and had to take the camera in today to get a shot of it. It’s kind of timely given how the Archbishop of Westminster has apparently urged British Catholics to “be more ready to make the sign of the cross and say “God bess you” to people”. I’m assuming “rape an altar boy” is down to the individual’s choice.
I should add that I said “today” as this post would have been up Friday afternoon if bloody Mac OSX and its awful iPhoto application could recognise RAW […]
I’M NOT entirely sure what to make of Victor Lodato’s novel Mathilda Savitch. On the one hand it’s presented as a mystery seen through the eyes of a teenage girl whose sister has been murdered. On the other hand it’s something very different.
“I want to be awful,” says Mathilda in the first line. “I want to do awful things and why not?” She even tries to get her best friend (and secret crush) Anna to call her Lufwa, awful backwards. Mathilda’s decided on this course of action in a desperate attempt to jolt her parents out of their year-long emotional distance […]
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WE CAN’T even get Emric to stop crapping over the side of the litter […]
ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN DEGREES, to be precise. Add a hot, dry desert wind and I’m guessing the temperature hit 110. And it was bloody horrible.
Still, Hoover Dam was as majestic as I remembered from my first visit in 1989. It’s an incredible feat of engineering up there with the pyramids, St Paul’s Cathedral and Cher’s face. We decided to take a tour of the dam, forked over our $60 and went inside.
The tour is excellent. You go down to the base of the dam (where it’s a lovely 65 degrees) and see the turbine room, maintenance tunnels and even […]
NOT the real one, obviously. That would be silly. These were taken from the half-size tower at the Paris hotel/casino which is 460 feet tall. Vertigo? I nearly crapped myself.
It’s now 4am and we’re supposed to be leaving for Hoover Dam at nine, so I’m off to bed. If I’ve learned on vital lesson today, it’s that fifteen hours really is too long to wear a pair of Doc […]
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