Month: August 2009

Like riding a bike, up a hill, six days a week. Let’s do this thing

This week it begins again. The madness.

In a little over four months, I’m due to submit the manuscript for my next book.

Of course I’ve known about the deadline since the beginning of the year – and I’ve been anticipating it for even longer – but the truth is, unless the deadline Banshee is screaming, I just don’t have the motivation to do my best work. Or any work at all, really.

I left it this late with the last book too, but back then I was in the fortunate position of just having been dumped, both from the latest in a succession of jobs and by the latest in a succession of women. This left me with plenty of time to write, with only episodes of Diagnosis Murder and days-long bouts of sobbing to distract me from my contractual obligation. Even then, if blog timestamps serve me correctly, I staggered across the finish line  two weeks late.

Second time not so lucky. This time, personal life aside, I have two paying gigs – at the Telegraph and on TechCrunch – each week; amounting to a baseline of three full-length columns a week. And that’s before whatever else is demanded by my demanding editors.…


Stumbling down the path to hell wearing a Pepsi-branded blindfold

(I wrote a version of this post as a comment on TechCrunch but it’s buried beneath at least 125 others, so I’m posting an expanded version here. Forgive the lack of polish, as I say it’s really just an over-long comment…)

In this week’s TechCrunch column I talked about the upcoming Microsoft-sponsored episode of Family Guy. An abortion of a judgment call I called it, particularly on the part of Seth MacFarlane. Furthermore, I suggested that the episode can’t possibly be funny.

Normally I don’t pay too much heed to comments under my posts – like with most stuff online they’re usually a blend of “that was great” and “that was terrible”, with the occasional insightful gem along the way. But not this week. This week I appear to have unleashed a tsunami (I’m aware that’s a totally mashed metaphor) of fanboyism from both the Microsoft supporters (who, weirdly, saw my words as some sort of pro-Apple thing) and from Family Guy fans who challenged me to watch the episode commercial before making up my mind.

What worries me about the majority of these commenters is this…

a) they can’t spell simple words – and of course they’re/their/there is an unfathomable mystery

b) they think fag/homo/etc are appropriate insults to use while making their point.…


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