We need to talk about Christchurch
If you’d asked me a fortnight ago what the mood of Christchurch folk was, asked for a precis of our psychological landscape I would have said that we were doing okay.
Internet-based snark since 2007.
If you’d asked me a fortnight ago what the mood of Christchurch folk was, asked for a precis of our psychological landscape I would have said that we were doing okay.
Most of my writing these days is for my day job. Here’s a selection of my latest postings there.
(This is a spoiler-free post because I’m not a massive douche-nozzle. Feel free to read on in a carefree manner) I am a massive Star Wars fan, so it’s probably of no surprise to anyone that I had a brilliant time this morning at a midnight screening of Episode VII: The Force Awakens. This movie…
Another digest of recent day job writings Interviews Courtney Barnett: Touring and reading Chatting with New Zealand’s Threatened Species Ambassador History Charles Reginald Shaw: Father, surveyor, farmer Commemorating peaceful protest – Parihaka
A digest of day-job writings I’ve produced recently – Reading and literature High-rise: J. G. Ballard’s vertical zoo Patricia Grace: On Belonging Modern Modem Romance History Oxford to Oxford: The emigration of Henry Smith Land is the very soul of a tribal people Popular Culture Twenty years of Darcy’s wet shirt Long ago in a…
Television commercials are often terrible so I probably shouldn’t be so affronted when I come across one that’s weirdly tone-deaf and bewildering in its creepiness.
None of us should pay too much attention to television adverts. And I should definitely not get my gruds in a bunch about any of them. Do you sense a but coming? But the latest advert for Nutribullet (which can be viewed on the Nutribullet website) has me yelling/laughing every time I see it.
OPINION: It’s not every day you get quoted by the NZHerald.co.nz without realising it. In this case it doesn’t even have anything to do with my ponytail, which, given that I haven’t been to see my hairdresser in about 8 months (sorry, Jeff!), is at a length that would be considered “tantalising” by a certain head of…
I have been feeling the Star Wars love a lot lately and have been noticing more and more non-specialty stores stocking Star Wars merchandise which is kind of why I got all excited and wrote a little happy shopping list thing. Read Geek Edit: Star Wars on Cake Oven.
We all have our quirks and preferences. Luckily mine are mostly harmless. But having figured out what my preferences are, I do like to indulge in them if I can. I want my cider without ice. I want my peanut butter crunchy. Nobody will be maimed if I don’t get these things but I will…