Saturday, October 19, 2002


West Brom 1 Blues 1 or put another way, a point gained for us and 2 points dropped for them. That will do.
Match report on Singing the Blues, written by a young man who I don't think has had any journalistic training. To produce that quality after watching the game in the crowd with the rest of the hoi polloi and to get it written and posted so quickly is very impressive.
Our manager, Steve Bruce, is upset that football is becoming a game for girls
Observer report

Ghost Village

A big long list of oxymorons

Very long, very good article by Joseph Lelyveld in the New York Review of Books on conditions and the legal complexities surrounding the detainees at Guantánomo Bay.

Facinate your friends and colleagues with your knowledge of tattoo stuff.

Triscuit racing !

Slide show of John Gotti's wake.

I can barely believe Sparks are 30 years old. It only seems like yesterday that This Town Aint Big Enough For The Both Of Us woke me up with a resounding slap across the chops. Good article here.

Another Wilco review

Favourite lyrics today
The Jayhawks
Room to roam but no place called home
Dazed at first but shaking off the Sunday gloom
What led me to this town

Such a lazy afternoon
Eight shades of gray and I can taste the rain
Oh, how high the lovely have flown
What led me to this town

Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over me

Sometimes I can't get free
When you're standing right there in front of me
I woke up one day and my dreams were gone
What led me to this town

Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over my life
Blue lights shining over me

What led me to this town
Are you keeping a secret
Well, I'm keeping one too
Can you keep it a secret
I'm in love with you

What happened to this boy
Such a lovely mother's son

Blue lights shining over my life ...


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