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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 horrible things, which live in between the bordering-on-liquid remains of what was once firewood. And…
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 from my mate Caitlin back in around 1994-sih from her exchange year in Denmark, to…
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 together as a way of teaching myself how to write PHP, after being hired for…
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… well, about 30p. But this isn’t about the money. I’m just trying to work out…
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 had been developed so that people could choose to live underwater if they wanted, and…
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 ten pin bowling, and every Saturday morning mum would drive me down to Cross Road…
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 I choose to roam. It’s seldom anything critical (I’ve only ever missed 5 flights –…
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 item” for that year, in whatever oblique way they wanted. And whilst watching one of…
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 Rook – and booze blogger Mr Billy Abbott: a new video podcast about whisky, which…
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. The reasoning seems sound – if there’s a finite amount of a thing to be…