Darren Barefoot
Darren Barefoot


Thinking Chaos, Thinking Fences

This is for those who descend into the code
and make their room a fridge for Superman

August 30, 2003

I will give out divers schedules of your beauty: it shall be inventoried, and every particle and utensil labelled to my will:

Item: Brain-freezing frigidity

Item: Remarkable semi-solid state

Item: Tasty ice crystals

Item: Spoon straw

Item: Multi-flavoured madness

They don't believe in semi-solid beverages in Europe. It's difficult to get a decent milkshake (the best option is inevitably the terrifying Eddie Rockets) and impossible to get slurpees. I even went into a 7-11 in Copenhagen and asked. The clerk explained to me (with his extraordinary English) that Europeans don't go in for the whole crushed ice drink. Barbarians.

So, after two years abroad, I've been drinking slurpees at a rate of approximately 5 per week this summer. I expect I'll slow down as the weather cools, but it's been awesome.

I also found some facts about slurpees.

11:19:52 AM  Permanent link to this entry    Trackback []    Mixed Bag

I've never actually owned anything with Che Guevara's ubiquitous picture on it, but I was still interested to read this short essay examining the image's origins and popularity. Via the excellent and stylish Coudal Partners, who have no end of fascinating stuff.

11:11:10 AM  Permanent link to this entry    Trackback []    The Arts

The Social Issues Research Centre (could they sound any more British?) brings us this handy and insightufl guide to British pub ettiquette:

Donít ever introduce yourself. The ďHi, Iím Chuck from AlabamaĒ approach does not go down well in British pubs. Natives will cringe and squirm with embarrassment at such brashness. If your introduction is accompanied by a beaming smile and outstretched hand, they will probably find an excuse to get away from you as quickly as possible. Sorry, but thatís how it is. The British quite frankly do not want to know your name, or shake your hand Ė or at least not until a proper degree of mutual interest has been well established (like maybe when you marry their daughter).

All very accurate. In my brief survey, I couldn't find a section on gratuities. Generally speaking, you don't tip anybody in a British (or Irish) pub. I speak from experience when I say if you leave your money on the bar, they'll hand it back to you. For the North Americans, there's also an important section on round-buying.

11:07:50 AM  Permanent link to this entry    Trackback []    Mixed Bag

It being the end of summer, I was having a conversation the other day about 'end of summer' songs. After a thorough review of all the summer songs we could think of, the only one we could come up with was Don Henley's The Boys of Summer. Dear readers, help me expand my catalog of end of summer songs. Don't leave Don in there all by himself.

11:00:34 AM  Permanent link to this entry    Trackback []    Music