It looks like a bench in our back “yard” (more like 8 square feet, but it’s very nice). But it’s not. It’s a wood storage thing. Or at least, it was at one point. Now it’s a nest of rather
That be no bench…
Seems the old rivalries still hold strong
Fairly recently following our move into the new house (WHEEEEEE! NEW HOUSE!) I posted on Facebook remarking on the fact that a favourite mug of mine had been with me for some time and was quite well-travelled: coming to me
Blog (HUH!) – what is it good for?
This blog came screaming into the world on November 25th 2003. https://www.jasonbstanding.com/2003/11/2003-11-25-ok-lets-see-how-we-go/ Many things have changed since then. Man, is THAT a redundant statement in reference to a 10 year period… Version 1 of it all was something I put
Daaaaain-ti-ly, daaaain-ti-ly
OK, so, what’s the deal with straight razor shaves? If I had 5p for every bridegroom who excitedly told me that on the morning of the wedding, the groom’s party were getting a wet shave from a barber, I’d have…
Future sea cows
So, I had this really weird dream last night (come to think of it, we also had late-night sausage & cheese sandwiches! THE CORRELATION IS PRESENT!), where the Earth was starting to run really low on habitable space. A technology
Social mathematics?
To be honest I don’t fully remember who was responsible for this – my memory’s telling me that it could have been Tristan, or Alex. Back at the tender age of 13-15ish I used to do quite a lot of
Pushing the boundaries of airport excellence
There’s a metaphysical thing out there which friends of mine refer to as “The Jason B. Standing Transport Effect”, which is the name for the gestalt of the seemingly limitless variety of transportial cockups that surround and accompany me wherever
If you’re going to get busted, might as well do it by means of a hit US TV series
I love Tropfest. It started as an Australian short film festival (now an international event of 20 years) where anyone could enter a 7 minute or shorter film on pretty much anything they liked, provided it somehow featured the “theme
Plea for videographic rescue.
Among the things I already do to over-occupy the fleeting amount of spare time I have on this little blue-green planet, it seems the latest addition is thatnks to the enthusiasm and cooperation of The Whisky Guy – Mr Darren
Ultimacy of stuff and etiquette for the taking
One of the great social landmines in the UK coincides with something done nearly every day – the sharing of food. For some reason it’s looked upon as a great taboo to take the last piece or slice of anything.