<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301</id><updated>2011-07-14T21:26:27.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's Started Drinking Again</title><subtitle type='html'>Coin lands on third side, the inside.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109726016495657094</id><published>2004-10-08T18:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-08T18:37:31.693Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No apologies, butKen Bigley went to Iraq for the same reason that Tupac's mom keeps releasing "new" LPs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109726016495657094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109726016495657094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109726016495657094' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109658804923425058</id><published>2004-09-30T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-30T23:47:29.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know why I find this funnyA version of the popular nursery rhyme collected by Alice Gomme and published in the Dictionary of British Folk-Lore in 1898:Ring, a ring o' roses,A pocket full o' posies,Up-stairs and down-stairs,In my lady's chamber -- Husher! Husher! Cuckoo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109658804923425058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109658804923425058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109658804923425058' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109431875153713999</id><published>2004-09-04T17:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-04T17:25:51.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Return of celebrity watch (and Uncle Tea, subject to whim, certainly not popular demand)Sorry to lower the tone, but, Becki, the crap one from Big Brother that nobody liked, outside the Thameslink terminal at King's Cross. Momentary exchange of glances which said a thousand words (to the nearest thousand). "Shit, you recognise me. Please leave me alone. I wish I was dead."Episode ? +1 (and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109431875153713999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109431875153713999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109431875153713999' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109429187505715286</id><published>2004-09-04T09:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-04T09:57:55.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi All,   Some of you know and others may be  learning for the first time that Emma and Anne Marie were arrested on Tuesday at  the “die-in” in New  York.   They were held for 48 hours without being allowed to see a lawyer and  without access to medication, despite Emma’s mild asthma attack on Tuesday  night.  They were first held in a  makeshift detention center that had once been a warehouse </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109429187505715286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109429187505715286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109429187505715286' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109429179591293196</id><published>2004-09-04T09:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-04T09:56:35.913Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My cousins are mentioned about half way down this article.  I'll post the e-mail from my aunt nextNew York Times, September 3, 2004 ARRESTS    Facing Fine, City Frees Hundreds of Detainees    By SUSAN SAULNY and DIANE CARDWELL               state judge in Manhattan yesterday angrily ordered the city to release more than 550 protesters who had been detained without seeing a judge - some for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109429179591293196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109429179591293196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_08_29_archive.html#109429179591293196' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109329336339490838</id><published>2004-08-23T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T20:37:31.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some Questions, and new frontiers in vision here, as I post a pictureHow funny, on a scale of one to laughing, is this "joke" (source: Metro) "I'm a tall blonde"?How attractive, on a scale of one to retching, is David Blunkett? Answer with reference to the source material below:Is my beard still here? Why, yes!What is sleeping with a blind man like? Does David Blunkett's penis glow in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109329336339490838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109329336339490838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109329336339490838' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-109067392446814005</id><published>2004-07-24T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-24T12:58:44.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Tony Martin school of moral philosophy Nick, you should get some of this ASBO shit on your local vandalshttp://society.guardian.co.uk/crimeandpunishment/story/0,8150,1267227,00.htmlLabour runs Manchester City Council. Since Asbos were introduced five years ago, Manchester has issued more than 300 orders - almost twice as many as any other city in the country - and has led the field not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109067392446814005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/109067392446814005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109067392446814005' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108922706469017231</id><published>2004-07-07T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-07T19:04:24.690Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Make it stopAnagram Records have just released a double CD 'Tribute to the Darkness', the first disc being a series of covers of classic(?) hits, and the second, 'The Roots of the Darkness', being a collection of their major musical influences. Like Paul Daniels, and Bubble from Big Brother 2.What is this? What isisiisiisiisiisis thisisiisisis???&gt;!!! (I am hyperventilating as I write this)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108922706469017231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108922706469017231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108922706469017231' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108921352349008169</id><published>2004-07-07T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-07T15:18:43.490Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meet the pro-Bush punksThe most anti-establishment of music genres is being used in support of the US Republican party:http://www.guardian.co.uk/uselections2004/story/0,13918,1255768,00.htmlDo not even get me started on this. DO NOT GET ME STARTED. Thankfully this Nick Rizzuto guy is considered by most in the "punk community" to have about as much credibility as Ronald McDonald.However, I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108921352349008169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108921352349008169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108921352349008169' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108877866175874801</id><published>2004-07-02T14:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:31:01.756Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm your typical hip-hop political figureBut I'm not left wing or right wing, I'm the middle fingerNon-Prophets (2003) DamageI've recently been following with barely contained ecstasy the argument between David Blunkett and the Humberside Constabulary. Not only did they vote to tell him to fuck right off once again, but actually increased the majority in favour of said snub since he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108877866175874801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108877866175874801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108877866175874801' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108871104451916340</id><published>2004-07-01T19:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-01T19:45:34.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One for all, and all for meor The Merchant of MeatThis blogging thing is a difficult lark. Whenever I get truly annoyed by something, I try to drink to forget about it, rather than blogging it and donating the money to my local temperance society.The anger which prompted this blog has just been dissipated by being offered a gmail account, which makes me a special person, see?Anyway. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108871104451916340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108871104451916340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108871104451916340' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108869619377985561</id><published>2004-07-01T15:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-01T16:47:56.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Episode 4:4:2After a gap of at least ten years, Uncle Tea resumes his project to emulate the famous cliff builder Glenys Kinnock. The whole town is invited over to discover the refreshments pavillion "stoked up to the dormers" with rusty ice skates."How do we get to the children, Uncle Tea?""Fuck off home, you awful dirty pigs."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108869619377985561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108869619377985561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108869619377985561' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108869449131508989</id><published>2004-07-01T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-01T15:08:11.316Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your daily visit from Uncle TeaAnybody reading my mind this week will already know about my idea for a new series for children, which I haven't been commissioned to adapt for BBC Radio 4, Les Aventures d'Uncle Tea.What makes this idea, loosely centring on the personification of the popular very warm drink of a similar name, uniquely saleable, is the forcible evacuation of any meaningful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108869449131508989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108869449131508989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108869449131508989' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108852687221126593</id><published>2004-06-29T15:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-29T16:34:32.210Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah fuckin' love salabritiesMy, living in London is just like working for Heat Magazine. My recent celebrity count quite trumps my new friend Lauren:1.) Ian McKellen, in the company of Terrence Hardiman, who played CBBC's Demon Headmaster. Doesn't actually look anything like Jack Straw.2.) Held open a newsagent's door for Dawson's Creek's Katie Holmes. Better than seeing her dead, naked, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108852687221126593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108852687221126593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108852687221126593' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108775245535964778</id><published>2004-06-20T17:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-06-29T15:37:43.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So he like just looks like a monkey like he does on TVSomething went really weird when I tried to publish the blog below for the first time. For some reason it published it 6 times, with someone else's random blog mixed in with it. I reproduce the fragment here:whr because beyonce is just SO much cooler. so we walk over to where the boats are and my dad's boss charlie asks him if we want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108775245535964778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108775245535964778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108775245535964778' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108775150478113146</id><published>2004-06-20T16:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-20T17:11:44.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will someone shut that silly old witch Germaine Greer upI have come to realise I hate 1970s socialism as much as I do conservatism. Its just a different form of robotic fundamentalism cunningly disguised as radicalism. At least conservatives call themselves "conservative". How is it that Germaine Greer, a world renowned "social critic", is actually thick as pigshit? I can understand that it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108775150478113146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108775150478113146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108775150478113146' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108660404047642117</id><published>2004-06-07T10:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-07T15:03:17.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hang 'em and flog 'em with David Blunkett and me.I'm not exactly renowned for my right wing views when it comes to dealing with crime, and anybody reading this would expect a tirade against our home secretary, Mr Magoo.But no, fuck it. Every day I turn up at work to find: windows smashed, lager cans thrown everywhere, graffiti written on the tempting white walls of the visitor's centre, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108660404047642117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108660404047642117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108660404047642117' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108564830834144140</id><published>2004-05-27T08:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-27T08:58:28.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back too, on a not so great day for meI drank two pints of Staropramen last night, over an hour and a half and now I feel hung over. Life is not fair to me any more.I was going to write about John Ashcroft, but then that probably been done to death elsewhere. So instead I'm going to write about Kelloggs, and it's not going to be very good.Much as I love Corn Flakes Banananananarama </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108564830834144140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108564830834144140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108564830834144140' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108558187753759867</id><published>2004-05-26T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:31:17.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back, on a great day for British cultureThat's right. I'm back, and this time its personal.I have recently been rolling in the proverbial aisles about poor Charles Saatchi's misfortune. His warehouse in London has burnt down, destroying work by such luminaries as Tracey Emin (that shitty shag tent thing), The Chapman Brothers (some crappy thing about war), Rachel "concrete house" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108558187753759867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108558187753759867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108558187753759867' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17510395773214148748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108358213032378268</id><published>2004-05-03T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-03T11:06:19.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But we're not going to stop, not now, not ever. I have my new life as manager of a castle (or citadel, as I prefer to call it) near Doncaster, and Tim is a long haired student. I intend to model myself on General Dostum and keep Taliban fighters under lock and key in the most medieval style possible. Then, if they rebel, some high tec American soldiers can run in over the hills, pointing their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108358213032378268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108358213032378268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108358213032378268' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-108184723757332888</id><published>2004-04-13T09:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-13T09:11:06.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look daddy, I done a blog!Another collective bites the dust, then. Both of them have been quite good, however.Euroclit!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108184723757332888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/108184723757332888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108184723757332888' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-106381096944290140</id><published>2003-09-17T15:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-17T15:02:49.600Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, not sure if anyone still reads this, but i thought you might find this interesting:A Citizen's Appeal to a General in a Time of War (at Home) September 12, 2003 Dear General Wesley Clark, I've been meaning to write to you for some time. Two days after the Oscars, when I felt very alone and somewhat frightened by the level of hatred toward me for daring to suggest that we were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/106381096944290140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/106381096944290140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106381096944290140' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-106034747589034027</id><published>2003-08-08T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-08T12:57:55.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Send in the Cloneshttp://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,3604,1014376,00.htmlI like this. A non sensationalist article about cloning. Cloning humans is a bad idea not because its unnatural, but because its a shit way of reproducing people. But this overlooks something. It isn't "unnatural" at all - the words natural and unnatural are meaningless: the distinction relies on the premise that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/106034747589034027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/106034747589034027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106034747589034027' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105966030073137858</id><published>2003-07-31T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-31T14:05:00.690Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baloney Blair's inadequacy encapsulatedI think this is a good illustration of how Tony Blair's reasoning is fundamentally warped:Pressed on evidence showing popular trust in him and his government had plummetted, he said: "I accept there is an issue we have to confront. People need to know that what we did in Iraq was right and justified. That's a case we have to not just assert, but prove </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105966030073137858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105966030073137858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105966030073137858' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105965617259424812</id><published>2003-07-31T12:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-31T13:04:17.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloody feministsThe following article, by Catherine Redfern, editor of "the f word" really pissed on my goat.http://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,3604,1009417,00.htmlBasically the gist is that the easyjet advert about "Weapons of mass distraction", depicting a pair of breasts is unacceptable because it is sexist. Leaving aside the question of whether it is "acceptable" or not, and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105965617259424812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105965617259424812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105965617259424812' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105939445778346976</id><published>2003-07-28T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-28T12:15:18.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lord Black's Self-Serving BBC BashSo obvious, I don't even really need to spell it outIf you look here (at the Guardian, I wouldn't want to send traffic to the nasty little website that Lord Black thinks passes for a newspaper), you might be interested to read the letter Conrad Black sent to his own newspaper, where he savages the BBC (and his own editor, Boris Johnson) over Kellygate, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105939445778346976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105939445778346976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105939445778346976' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105914449274254048</id><published>2003-07-25T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-25T14:53:07.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mad as a saxophone and proud of itDisorder                          RatingParanoid:                        Very High Schizoid:                         ModerateSchizotypal:                    HighAntisocial:                       HighBorderline:                      ModerateHistrionic:                        HighNarcissistic:                     HighAvoidant:                         Very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105914449274254048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105914449274254048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105914449274254048' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105913528849304229</id><published>2003-07-25T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-25T12:14:48.456Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DisorderRatingParanoid:ModerateSchizoid:LowSchizotypal:ModerateAntisocial:LowBorderline:LowHistrionic:HighNarcissistic:ModerateAvoidant:ModerateDependent:HighObsessive-Compulsive:Low-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105913528849304229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105913528849304229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105913528849304229' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105905477621581264</id><published>2003-07-24T13:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-24T13:52:56.190Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Self-evident truthsAn afterthought. The US declaration of independence is, unfortunately hopelessly out of date. The following is often quoted:"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness."This is the root of the problem the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105905477621581264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105905477621581264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105905477621581264' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-105905055552311862</id><published>2003-07-24T12:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-24T12:42:35.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hated for freedoms?James Woolsey, former director of the CIA, accepts nonsensical advice from DC taxi driver:If that is whom we are at war with, why? There are two reasons, an underlying one and a temporal one. The underlying one was best stated to me a little over a year ago by a taxi driver in the District of Columbia. I absolutely hate reading articles about public opinion polls, which I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105905055552311862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/105905055552311862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105905055552311862' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-96016327</id><published>2003-06-25T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-25T14:24:59.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Affirmative action is RACISM. This is whyhttp://www.guardian.co.uk/comment/story/0,3604,984326,00.htmlHere we have an article which uncritically accepts the principle of "positive" discrimination, of course labelling anybody who opposes it as right wing. I find this offensive and ignorant. Affirmative action is a stupid, short sighted, highly unpleasant procedure which papers over important </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/96016327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/96016327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#96016327' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95943243</id><published>2003-06-23T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-23T12:35:39.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damien Hirst is a Shit, Shit DickNeed I say more?For his latest piece, "a cloud of bees, like musical notes risen from the score, circles and hovers before settling like a thick black and gold wig on a bust of the composer JS Bach." Bees are black and yellow. It might sound more impressive, but bees aren't gold any more than they are blue. And how are bees like musical notes? Musical notes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95943243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95943243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95943243' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95366285</id><published>2003-06-06T11:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-08T10:51:58.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time to Get PeacyNice to see that Ariel Sharon is so committed to the yellow brick road map that he thought to issue a clarification statement saying any Palestinian state would have to be demilitarised and that Palestinian refugees weren't allowed to return to their homes in Israel. No doubt he assumed that issuing the clarification before making a speech about all the lovely concessions he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95366285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95366285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95366285' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95280407</id><published>2003-06-04T12:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-04T12:44:21.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>John "The Toad" ReidI don't know if anybody else was lucky enough to catch John Humphrys interviewing John Toad on the Toaday programme, but it was an enjoyable experience. Some selected quotes for your delectation:Reidy lays down the law"Right, well, let me give you the final untruth this morning. The final untruth this morning from your reporter was that his central claim was that we had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95280407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95280407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95280407' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95278105</id><published>2003-06-04T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-04T14:02:25.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Cheers for LiverpoolI was about to write a long a cynical rant about the sodding European Capital of Culture, analysing what utter shite the concept is. But it is so irrelevant that I can't be arsed. I just hope we can all celebrate everything Liverpool has given us: The Beatles "arguably the most famous band in the world" (www.visitliverpool.com). And also the Beatles. And some Beatles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95278105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95278105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95278105' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95194690</id><published>2003-06-02T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-02T15:31:30.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I smell the lingering stench of Watergate...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95194690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95194690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95194690' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-95152870</id><published>2003-06-01T14:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-01T14:19:55.253Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Therefore, starting today, and continuing through next year's election, the answer to any question posed to this White House will be 9/11"Doonesbury! Now at slate.com!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95152870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/95152870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95152870' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94787886</id><published>2003-05-23T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-23T14:55:24.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Metallica is latest interrogation tactic Julian Borger in WashingtonTuesday May 20, 2003The GuardianUS military interrogators are using unorthodox musical techniques to extract information about weapons of mass destruction of fugitive Ba'athist leaders from their detainees - a fearsome mix of Metallica and Barney the Dinosaur. The Americans have long been aware of the impact of heavy metal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94787886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94787886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94787886' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94779163</id><published>2003-05-23T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-23T10:09:13.410Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Last Fucking Straw (or rather Blunkett)"The home secretary, David Blunkett, intends to bring in legislation this autumn to introduce a national identity or "entitlement" card for all adults as part of a package of measures to tackle illegal working by migrants....everybody would be charged £25 on top of the cost of their passport or driving licence, upon which it will be "piggybacked". </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94779163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94779163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94779163' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94688370</id><published>2003-05-21T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-21T15:36:43.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How To Identify, Expose, and Correct Liberal Media Biasby Brent H. Baker Foreword by L. Brent Bozell IIIHow To Identify, Expose and Correct Media Liberal Bias includes a detailed explanation of how to identify the eight types of bias complete with real life examples of each; step-by-step instructions on how to analyze news stories and conduct studies proving the media bias.Learn how to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94688370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94688370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94688370' title=''/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02465507956951563920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94636557</id><published>2003-05-20T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-20T15:18:27.440Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooh, look, something about owlsCheck out www.owlpages.com!There's everything you'd want to know about owls, including:"What an Owl is, and how an Owl works""Owl Rehabilitation""Owl paintings and sculpture""Owl Collector's Exchange"but most excitingly, an Owl Chatroom, which nobody (or any owl) seems to frequent. So we ought to go there, all the time. I'm going to call myself "Sir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94636557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94636557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94636557' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94585778</id><published>2003-05-19T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-19T15:58:13.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well at least some US media is reporting controversal stuff::Bombings Bring U.S. 'Executive Mercenaries' Into the LightBy William D. HartungLA TimesFriday 16 May 2003The shrouded history of Vinnell Corp. raises questions about its role in privatization of U.S. foreign policy.You had probably never heard of the Vinnell Corp. before the brutal bombing that killed at least nine of its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94585778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94585778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94585778' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94582699</id><published>2003-05-19T14:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-19T14:50:57.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> cartoons Hey Guys here are some funny political cartoons... hope you don't mind that nick signed me up.Pristine</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94582699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94582699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94582699' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09845760374915900748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94571832</id><published>2003-05-19T09:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-19T09:08:27.573Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Faking Private LynchWhen footage of the rescue was released, General Vincent Brooks, US spokesman in Doha, said: "Some brave souls put their lives on the line to make this happen, loyal to a creed that they know that they'll never leave a fallen comrade." Sentimentalist, patriotic bullshit that cynically stirs the heartstrings on one hand, a barefaced lie on the other:Saving Private Lynch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94571832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94571832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94571832' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94439699</id><published>2003-05-16T09:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-16T09:19:36.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is Gordon Brown eviler than Tony?Discuss</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94439699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94439699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94439699' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94439659</id><published>2003-05-16T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-16T09:17:43.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On a gak binge with Mr PatheticWhere's the toilet?Where's Emily's room?I can't make the toilet flush....Where's some milk?I've got a fucking pathetic voice.---Subject: RE: queen songTo: "Whitchurch, Emily ,        "Ruth Sheldon" ,        ,        , in reference to my last email, did you know that you can get ginger badgers. i mean most have a touch of ginger fur (due to their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94439659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94439659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94439659' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94269194</id><published>2003-05-13T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:21:02.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Royal' Mail Mistakes Lead to 'Royally' Funny Misdirected LetterBecause the postal services only employs sub-Dubya types these days, the Careers Service has become a dumping ground for all the hilarious mail that doesn't end up in other parts of the university. Often, it's fairly easy for menial clerical types such as myself to work out where these orphaned missives must go, but on occasion </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94269194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94269194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94269194' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94262782</id><published>2003-05-13T13:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T13:24:09.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ariel Sharon's War Against HumanityOK, what about the following is absolutely devoid of any common sense? Please send answers written on a slice of toast in Yasser Arafat's blood to:Ariel "Arsetoad" Sharon"Fuckoffarafat"Death to all Palestinians RoadTel AvivIsrael"Mr Sharon repeated that political progress could only come with "a genuine war against terrorism by the Palestinians".The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94262782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94262782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94262782' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94256605</id><published>2003-05-13T10:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T10:25:07.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awww. Spayed puss steals shoes to replace kittens.Shit, i'm soft. Better than getting hard over that story. boom, tissssshhhhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94256605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94256605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94256605' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-94051502</id><published>2003-05-09T14:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-09T14:03:46.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jon Snow, hero. Donald Rumsfeld, retarded dullard of the most subhuman order.It struck me, seeing the front page of the Guardian today, The two faces of Rumsfeld, how cynically the man has probably manipulated every person he has ever met in his life, solely for his own personal gain. I'm not even sure he gives two hoots about the people that he's worked with during his periods on various dark,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94051502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/94051502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94051502' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-93996651</id><published>2003-05-08T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T16:00:27.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>United States Senator Timothy Johnson, for South Dakota.His son's in Eye-Rak!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93996651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93996651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93996651' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-93992184</id><published>2003-05-08T14:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T14:38:41.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apologies for getting on the political soapbox at such an early stage, but...please! Chairman Blunkett is a man with a mission:Full life imprisonment for "terrorist murder". Because of course terrorists are embodiments of all-consuming, irredeemable evil. In fact why not go the whole hog and shoot them? A man once told me that terrorists sometimes have a reason for doing the things they do. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93992184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93992184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93992184' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-93991539</id><published>2003-05-08T14:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T14:27:00.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe a mission statement along the lines of: Onward Heathen Soldiers?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93991539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93991539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93991539' title=''/><author><name>Richard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5371301.post-93988409</id><published>2003-05-08T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T14:03:57.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is what we'll be doing instead of working. One day we'll get found out, and then there'll be no fun for us any more, oh no. Look out for us, as vagrants, purchasing out of date White Lightning from your local off licence, any week now! Until then, let the work avoidance roll. There would be some kind of mission statement here, but to be honest, who knows what's going to happen?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93988409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5371301/posts/default/93988409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starteddrinkingagain.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93988409' title=''/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16243535748949562814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
