Year-old UK pre-cinema adverts!
I have no idea why these were in my head (“I just don’t understand you,” Kat just said) but I was thinking about the ads we would see before the movies when we lived in London.
They’re not much different from the ads we get over here, for the most part. I mean, [...]

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I don’t tend to complain much about FOX News for the same reason I didn’t hate on boy bands when I was nineteen – there wasn’t any point to it, and they weren’t being made for me, so who cares what I think?
But what I do think is interesting is that, at least [...]

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With today being my last day in England, I have to admit that my greatest disappointment with my time over here is the fact that Queen Elizabeth didn’t die while I was living in the country.
Not because I wish the lady ill, or the grief upon her family. She’s actually pretty admirable, as far [...]

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For reasons that are way too boring to get into, I haven’t got a UK bank account, and UK banks are very different from American banks. Like, you know how, if you have good credit, you can usually go into an American bank with some money and open a checking account, which’ll be active pretty [...]

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Last night, Kat spent half an hour while I was getting ready for bed watching her new favorite show, fucked up people on hornsey road. It plays every weekend night, from about ten o’clock until two or three in the morning, on the big picture window in our bedroom. Last night was the episode in [...]

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I saw this poster the other day in an elevator and I thought it was amazing. I think all public service announcements should be totally abstract. I have no idea how much electricity it uses to microwave a dinner or to leave a PC monitor on all night. Why not compare something else that [...]

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Seen on the condom machine in the men’s room at the Wood Green Cineworld in London before last night’s screening of The Dark Knight:
for refund, insert baby or aids

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Man, the woman who runs the London Obama meetup is a fucking looney toon.
I went to an early meeting and met some people I liked, but the whole organization was really kind of a turn-off; for every useful person there, there were also two addled weirdos who had invested too much of his or [...]

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