The Wee Man objects to my musical taste. Fair enough. If your three-year-old is waxing lyrical about Arab Strap’s marvellous return, he’s got problems. But not as many as he’s got in store for you.
So, when I’m listening to 6Music/something from 1991/Britain’s slide into fascism*, the demands from the back seat begin.
“80s MUSIC!!!”
The Wee Man, 2021
[Check out the reliably disappointing Apoplexy Tiny Letter]
Continue reading Disappointment
Do you remember early April? Were you there?
Cast your mind back – it was the days leading up to Easter, and nobody knew what was next for us all…
As will become clear over the coming days and weeks, the narrative is being established. If Johnson pulls through his
Staying Alive – apoplectic.me, 8 April 2020mildpersistent illness, it’s because he’s gutsier than you and anyone you’ve ever loved who has died…
Well, guess what…?
[You know, the apoplectic.me Tiny Letter probably makes more sense…]
Continue reading Killing Time
After the last two posts collectively regarding strokes, pigs, and sci-fi (Kicking A Dead Pig and Mind Reading), I recalled that I have a short short story of speculative fiction sitting in a metaphorical drawer about a man suffering quadriplegia, pigs, and sci-fi.
Now. You might think that all sounds a bit silly. And you might be right. But read on…
[And in the meantime, visit the Apoplexy Newsletter for a soundtrack to distract you.]
Continue reading An Imaginary Line
After chatting about shiftwork last week, I planned to spend this week talking about why we’re working longer and later hours. But then some stuff cropped up, and there’s going to have to be a change to our scheduled programming.
First, here’s LongSufferingReaderOfTheBlogPaul’s favourite track of 2018 [sic], regardless.
Rule of thumb: That guy would never swimmie-swim knows what he’s talking about
[Sleep patterns messed up? The Apoplexy Tiny Letter can help with that.] Continue reading Irregular Programming
…Is Bad For Your Health.
Right. Have I got stroke news for you…‽
I have literally no idea what’s going on in that picture. When I were a kid, computer game characters worked down t’mine.
[For more whimsy and a post soundtrack, check out the Apoplexy Tiny Letter]
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