To my loyal fans,
It has been a while. I must apologise for my silence; with my time divided between work and work, there is currently no time for play.
I imagine your fingers are trembling as you read this post. Unfortunately, it is my sad duty to inform you that I will not be announcing my return at this juncture. I am writing to you today to alert you to the fact that one of my short stories ‘They Called It Mametz’ has been published and is available for your enjoyment on Amazon. Who knows, some of you might want to see what all the fuss is about.
The story follows a group of soldiers from the 9th Battalion, Devonshire Regiment, as they prepare for the Battle of the Somme. If you do give it a read, please let me know how you get on.
Whilst I am on wordpress, I should inform you that I have decided to hang up my typing gloves for now. If you wish to stay in touch, please do follow my exploits via my podcast, www.thethirstpodcast.com.
I hope you are all well.
‘They Called It Mametz’ at Amazon.co.uk
‘They Called It Mametz’ at Amazon.com
The other night, my friends and colleagues over at The Thirst Podcast Studios (check the podcast out, if you haven’t already – it’s a doozy) had a team bonding session with an aggressive round of the Pokémon Drinking Game. That’s right, there’s a drinking game. And it’s epic. There’s only one rule: you gotta chug ’em all.
Sorry about the pun. You might say it was shocking. Like Pikachu’s thunderbolt attack… I need help. Anyway, look at the pretty picture.
These are the counters we used for the game. From left to right: Charmander, on a yellow post-it note, by Robert Horwood; Squirtle, by James Crosse; Bulbasaur, by Edward Fraser.
By means of comparison, here are the Pokémon as they appear on the television series.
You can visit this website for details about how to play the game.
And finally, here are some other Pokémon related goodies:
An A Cappella version of the Pokémon theme tune
Pokémon Apokélypse: Live Action Trailer
Yes, the rumours are true; eager as ever for more glory, I have indeed made the decision to try my hand at podcasting, so I’m afraid that I’ll soon be bothering you across another medium. This is the reason for my prolonged absence on theedexperience. It has been a wrench for me, being away from you all, but I think it was worth it, because now you get to listen to me too!
Basically, from now on I will spending a lot of my spare time on the podcast’s website – www.thethirstpodcast.com – so if you want to follow my ramblings please take a little look.
In terms of the podcast itself, the idea is that I teach my friend Rob philosophy. Sounds simple enough, but it isn’t. Trust me.
The podcast is on iTunes (just search for ‘the thirst podcast’), or you can listen to it here. Do give it a listen and let me know what you think. And if you enjoy it, why not show the world (which is all that seems to matter these days!) by giving it a rating and/or a review on iTunes, or by getting involved on twitter or facebook?
Fear not if podcasts aren’t your sort of thing, I will continue to post on here whenever I can. Anyway, thank you for your time!
For you, as always.
First I should apologise. What my absence has been like for you I can only guess – the long, miserable hours that must have felt like a lifetime; the tearful checking of inboxes for signs of life; the pressing of refresh buttons with white-knuckled fervour; and, at last, the resigned re-visiting of past glories. Yes it has been a while, and you have missed me, but let’s speak of it no more. The New Year is yawning. It awaits my mark.
I had originally intended to review the Star Wars Prequels for myself, but my friend recently recalled to me the RedLetterMedia reviews and I remembered at once how fruitless any attempt by me on this score would be by comparison.
The RedLetterMedia reviews are as insightful, funny and forceful as any I have ever seen but what makes them stand out in my mind is their sheer honesty. This is not just some ‘n00b’ picking holes in the prequels because he feels like it, or because it is easy. Rather it is a genuine fan who, like me, grew up on Star Wars and learned to love it, before being forced to watch its majesty become engulfed in flames until all that remained was a twisted, charred husk of what it used to be.
Anyway, enough from me. Some of you may well already be acquainted with the reviews, but if you aren’t you would do well to pay attention. I’ll post the first link and you can continue the journey from there. I hope you enjoy! And a very Happy New Year to you all.
My Christmas sock has a hole in it. This simply will not do.
I love to get my Christmas on. Like it’s not even natural, that’s how much I love it. Given that I am a rabid atheist my admiration for the festival might come as a bit of a shock, but there we have it.
It is a curious thing indeed that certain occasions seem to bring to mind correlating feelings. There is a way in which Christmas is supposed to feel, so much so that one can let one’s self down if one does not feel it in the right way. I find that it is the same with Halloween, albeit to a lesser degree.
It is impossible to describe the Christmas feeling, but I believe most people understand what I’m on about – I’m sure they yearn for it as I do. Indeed, I seem to spend this time of the year in vain search for that elusive Yuletide high. On my calendar and on my board in my room I have allocated certain days to the vague activity of ‘getting Christmassy’. Below are some of the steps I will be following to get myself in the groove. If you have any of your own please feel free to share. Then I’ll leave you all alone until Friday.
1. Watching cartoon christmas specials – in particular Futurama, The Simpsons and Southpark. I think this is the most important one on the list.
2. Listening to Christmas Carols – I recommend The Kings College (Cambridge) Choir for that hair rising on the back of the neck experience.
3. Attending Carol Services – yes, at Church of all places. I try to ignore the way the light of the candle scorches my pagan skin.
4. Wondering aimlessly around Norwich, the self-entitled ‘fine city’, gazing at the Christmas offers, the Christmas lights and, all being well, basking in the pale glow of the softly falling snow.
A hero has fallen. Christopher Hitchens, one of the people I would most like to have met, walks among us no more. He’s with God now. Now that would be a tricky reunion…
If you haven’t heard of him, look him up. I’m not going to go on and on about how great he was lest I insult his memory; quite frankly an accurate description of his majesty runs far beyond my humble talent.
He was one of the foremost minds of our times. A giant among men. A staunch advocate of intellectual honesty whose life was spent in unflinching obedience to the rules of logic and proper thought.
At the end of this post I have placed a link to a video, which is part of a series of ‘Hitch Slaps’. I urge you to watch it, either in reminiscence, or else to see what the man was about for yourselves.
A word of warning – those of my readers who are of a religious persuasion might not enjoy what Hitchens has to say; he was, after all, most famous for the less than favourable attitude he held towards the Catholic Church and other forms of organised religion.
I would that you watched it in any case. There is nothing to be gained from ignoring the problems that face our beliefs, be they religious or otherwise. Hitchens is for sharing. I have never seen anybody argue with such force, such eloquence, such feeling and such integrity. The man demands respect; he must be admired by people in all walks of life. You may not agree with what he had to say, but you cannot dispute the elegance of the way in which he said it.
The world has lost a man of incomparable quality. RIP.
Hitchslap 37 – Religion Is Insanity
Hitchens’ spellbinding interview with Jeremy Paxman, in which he fronts up to his own death with remarkable calmness of thought.
WordPress is snowing; Christmas must be upon us once more. I’m a softy for these kinds of things and to that end I would like to share with you what I think is a particularly fine rendition of one of my favourite carols, ‘Oh Holy Night’, by Celtic Woman, staring Chloe Agnew.
PS: When searching for this video on Youtube I found that I had typed in Oh Holy Night, Angels. I suppose, in many ways, that’s what they are! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Or, if that’s not to your liking, how about a slightly different version, courtesy of Eric Cartman? (I love the way he counts himself in).