Author: skullcull

This syndrome doesn\’t actually require the existence of a brass plaque, but that is the badge of the state. Give someone a title and they suddenly become other than what they were. A boss, no matter how good they are Read more…

It\’s been over a week since I stopped drinking coffee and I seem to be able to stay up just as late and not worry about it. Kind of proves that the coffee was not responsible for the insomnia. I Read more…

Someone once said to me that being altruistic makes you feel good. I smiled and withheld my dictionary corner smugness. As long as the act is not for the pure hit of pleasure you get from seeing another smile then Read more…

For some reason, and I know that this is really twisted, but I imagined my ex-boss today as Dorothy in Oz. This was prompted by seeing him in his shorts with his stick-thin white legs hanging out of the end. Read more…

I propose that this should be written into employment law that if your boss is an unmitigated arsehole that you should be able to punch them — just the once, and in the face, before you leave. It would cut Read more…

Someone asked me this the other day: do you ever try and imagine a place where all these words and virtual places you create exist? I had to say it was not something that occured to me.But it is odd Read more…

Typos are the life-blood of reality. Before anything gets to the editor it is like raw thought. Like the meat before it has been pounded into a beef patty. It tells you that you are not reading the print-outs from Read more…

Its great to be able to shift around in the skins of other people for a bit. Great to be able to probe both the darker and lighter regions of their thought processes. How else do we learn about what Read more…

Erm, the answer to that is maybe. Am I spreading myself to thin by having all these outlets for the thoughts that spill out of my packed skull? Yeah that is entirely possible. Everything else is fairly much compartmentalised or Read more…