Christopher J. Fraser

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(morocco)


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thedailywhat:

Early Bird Special: Despite the subtitles, I have no idea what the hell this guy is singing about, but I certainly approve of his affinity for pie.

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Magnificently stupid. Really, watch this.


Via The Daily What

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inky:

EXTREME RICE, via lfo

Brutal.

I shouldn’t laugh at this. It’s fucking stupid. But it’s also sort of brilliant.


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Terror and excitement, mingled with a warm sense of self-righteousness.

It’s tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I’m going to Marrakech. By myself. I’m going to get up at around seven, get to the train station for quarter past nine and then I’m off - I’m travelling 1531.07 miles across the world to a sprawling city of sights, sounds and smells I’ll have never seen, heard or breathed in before. The very thought itself is exhilarating, but there’s still the concern that just about anything could go wrong.

I really, just can’t put into words my state of mind at the moment.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, I’ve got a telephone job interview in three hours. I’m more worried about that, if I’m honest.


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via @serafinowicz Possibly the best MJ eulogy that’s out there. Zoom

via @serafinowicz

Possibly the best MJ eulogy that’s out there.


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BREAKING NEWS: Michael Jackson is Jesus. Yep - sorry. He’s let himself go. And by Jesus’s standards, that’s saying something. Zoom

BREAKING NEWS: Michael Jackson is Jesus. Yep - sorry. He’s let himself go. And by Jesus’s standards, that’s saying something.

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In fact, when Jacko died, I was at home playing Grand Theft Auto: Chinatown Wars on a Nintendo DSi. I am 38 years old.

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Charlie Brooker, Guardian column.

I love this man.
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theduty:

Thriller

One-man, 64 track, acapella.

AWESOME.

This blew my socks off, just a little. Though the guy’s voice isn’t a patch on Jacko’s, obviously. Still, worth a watch.


Via certified bullshit technician.

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I'm an awful person.
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  • Max: generally i'm able to keep my feet on the ground, don't get the wrong impression, but occasionally i find myself drifting off to the slightly more discomforting thoughts that a basic education in philosophy leads to... yeah
  • Chris: Sounds like fear, though - what's to be scared with that? Think about it - is solipsism really is right, then you've got no-one to be embarrassed in front of
  • Max: i'm not too bothered about embarrasment and shame etc, it's the thought that all the people i've grown rather emotionally attatched to are little more than figments of my imagination... i don't know, when i'm on my deathbed maybe it'll seem a more comforting outlook. i keep meaning to try and read up on wittgenstein's little argument against it - i vaguely remember andy saying that if you read it properly it makes sense
  • Chris: It was based on communication and language games, wasn't it? That language only makes sense if two or more people are playing the same game, in which case you lost it
  • Max: yeah... oh you cunt
  • Chris: ... couldn't resist
  • *Note to outsiders: Ludwig Wittgenstein was a philosopher who pioneered the theory of language games - the idea that if two people can communicate in the same manner, then it makes sense as a language. He goes further to try and disprove solipsism (the idea that everything exists inside one's head) by saying that one sole person cannot feasibly communicate with themselves, as there is no agreed system to conform to, and hence solipsism is logically impossible. Of course, there are criticisms for this that I won't go into now, but it's an interesting theory. Andy (who Max references) was our philosophy teacher for the last two years. And you just lost the game, in case you missed it the first time.

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via www.fantasticfiction.co.uk I finally finished The Book of Dave (great read, check out my sort-of review below), so this is the one I’m onto now. Once you get past the fact that the text is disappointingly huge, meaning what would be a 300-page novel really deserves about half that number of pages, it’s actually a pretty decent story. Being a bizarro novel, there’s a decidedly zany plot - a group of time-travelling people with all of Jesus’s capabilities - turning water into wine, walking on water (the travellers hail from Ocean City, in Atlantica, a city built on the sea) - voyaging to Galilee circa crucifixion day to see if Jesus was just a time traveller like them who duped people for a couple of thousand years. Naturally, when they get there, they don’t find anything you might expect. It’s pretty good - I’m about half-way through already.

via www.fantasticfiction.co.uk

I finally finished The Book of Dave (great read, check out my sort-of review below), so this is the one I’m onto now. Once you get past the fact that the text is disappointingly huge, meaning what would be a 300-page novel really deserves about half that number of pages, it’s actually a pretty decent story.

Being a bizarro novel, there’s a decidedly zany plot - a group of time-travelling people with all of Jesus’s capabilities - turning water into wine, walking on water (the travellers hail from Ocean City, in Atlantica, a city built on the sea) - voyaging to Galilee circa crucifixion day to see if Jesus was just a time traveller like them who duped people for a couple of thousand years. Naturally, when they get there, they don’t find anything you might expect. It’s pretty good - I’m about half-way through already.


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