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Getting better!
Mr Shouting At Cows (who drowns kittens if you don’t read my distinctly average work on his website) showed me a thing to make this
Travelling again
We’ve been up to Herefordshire again. As a direct result of this trip I’m: editing video whilst mixing audio and also writing up the current
Turn on, tune in, crack up
We were in the studio this evening mucking about with music and video stuff. So while we were in there feeling frisky, we recorded tonight’s
Selling Out
I know a likeable, personable, articulate, young (23yo) guy. He is an ideas factory. Concepts come to him as easily as girls didn’t come to
Miles to go, before I sleep
Man, I have done serious travelling in the last few days. Many a kilometre has passed beneath the wheels of my car. This has been
Biter bit, writer writ
I love a good wedding, me. And I love a good funeral. But which is… Sorry, I slipped in to Harry Hill mode for a
And sometimes I have nothing to do
Since July I have been working on a project with a local band. It is a really brilliant project; it is a cause that is
When is something not new?
I had a phone call the other week. It was a sales call. We are ex-directory, unlisted and registered with the Telephone Preference Service, but
Guilty guilty guilty secret
That little critter is my new addiction. It is *gorgeous*. But that’s not the problem. When bought in a ‘value’ pack of eight bars, they
And breathe…
Life’s rich tapestry just keeps on happening, viz: got up at 3am wrote stuff did work-related stuff made breakfast and tea took it upstairs gave
Standing, or brewing?
Regional colloquialisms are the thrombocytes platelets of received pronunciation. Or are they? This thorny question comes because earlier this evening I told Soph that the
Why do they do this?
Soph took me to the Oxford 02 last night; part of my birthday present, bless her. And as if that’s not enough, I was taken
Lazy Sunday afternoon
A total of 1 minute, 8 seconds of heavily edited Video and Audio produced these three short scenes of Witney on Sunday afternoon. The brilliant
Recycling garbage
There’s a thing that we do every Monday morning. Well, sometimes we’d do it on a Sunday night instead. We’d put out the rubbish. No,
Wasting police time
Serial police botherer, Kate McCann, is reported as being ‘Disappointed in the Home Secretary’ for failing to throw even more police resources at what many
I don’t get it
Qantas Chief Executive Alan Joyce has blamed an engine design fault for the well-documented problems with the A380, VH-OQA. But, you know, if it really
Revealing surveys
I love surveys. I love peeling back the layers. I enjoy revealing the motivation behind them. It’s a thrill to reveal the personal psychological profile
And so it begins again
It’s like those ‘seven ages of man’ gags, first documented by Shakespeare in ‘As You Like It’: infant, schoolboy, lover, soldier, justice, pantaloon, and second
New design, new name, same content
Because of the redesign in my TLD at http://brennigjones.com, I felt it was time to give this website a damn good kicking bit of a
These boots were made for walking
According to the pedometer in my phone (I know! Twenty years ago, who would have thought that sentence could ever be constructed?) I walked 8.1
By the beard of the prophet!
There may be swearage. Sorry. It’s not intentional. If some small part of swearage should slip out, it is wholly accidental and I apologise for
Yeo ho ho; the milk’s gone off
Have you seen the television advert for Yeo Valley milk? It’s a clever piece of advertising which is, unfortunately, spoilt by a bunch of campaign
Learning new tricks and loving it
It’s been a weird week. I have spent something like fifty hours on an unstructured, intensive, self-taught video editing course. Educated and in possession of
Fancy some fun?
There’s an MP blogger who is a deserving target for some parody. I’m thinking of setting up a fun website, just to, you know, have
London 2012 Olympic prices
It’s almost as if the organisers of the London 2012 Olympics are incapable of learning anything from anyone. Earlier this month, the gaze of the
A dinner date
‘This is the voice of the Mysterons. We know you can hear us, Earthmen. We are transmitting on all your radio and television frequencies. We
Size doesn’t matter, neither does distance
According to the arbiter of truth and decency, The Daily Mail, one of Andrew and Fergie’s offspring has pranged her BMW. The Daily Mail tells
Death by old lady
I nipped in to Sainsbury in Witney this afternoon, to do a little food shopping: Pringles (prawn cocktail) Cereal Baking potatoes Tinned potatoes Vegetables Chocolate
Germaine Greer, fumbling and dropping the ball
Anyone who has stuck with me for an extended period of time will know that I’ve expressed nothing but sincere admiration for Germaine Greer. As
I see you baby, shakin’ that ass
Earworms; those strands of tuneage that crawl in to the edge of subconscious thought, they burrow deep in to the fibrous matter that binds cognitive
Don’t judge me
My tummy feels as though it’s approximately the size of a Spacehopper. That’s one of these: Why? Because the Lovely Soph has treated me to
Location, location, location
The subject line is a massive clue, but what kind of a numpty sends out an email like this? Dear Brennig I have an excellent
I love my phone but…
… this cartoon on the website of the brilliant Ash Akhtar has more than the ring of truth about it.
Taking the mick?
I shall keep this generic because I don’t want to embarrass anyone… We are complex animals, us human beings. We’re capable of being simple at
Unsocial media
I’ve decided to put the social media piece I was working on out for publication. So instead of the detailed thinking, here’s a bloglite version
Stream of unconsciousness
We are watching the final phase of the Three Day Eventing competition at the World Equestrian Games, in Kentucky. Show-jumping. I am also reading Twitter.
Turn of a friendly card
I’ve had a Facebook ‘friend’ request. From my daughter. Which is sweet, it is an indication of the kind of relationship – and how close
Autumn cleaning
Blogs, GoogleReader, Bloglinks, Twitter, Facebook, social media and iPod music… When I woke up this morning I felt a need to declutter, wanted to clear-out
The flow of information and collateral damage
The internet is just one big fat conduit for pictures and words. Sometimes the pictures move, sometimes they don’t. Sometimes the words make sense, sometimes
Still learning stuff
The experimenting, the failing and the trying again cycle continues with HD video. After a detailed conversation with Daniel the other day, and some sidebar
taking tests
I love it when people enrol on courses and then just can’t be bothered to do the work. Click for the big picture…
Friday stuff
Like your music? I’ve just been doing a Quality Assurance listen-back/dip-in to this weekend’s show, and I have to say that the first and last
On not being a bookworm
Yesterday, in a local library here in Oxfordshire, a mother was using one of the public internet terminals. Fortunately it was a quiet time, because
Not having a bath (and other Sunday night randoms)
Half an hour ago Soph said she was going for a bath. Because it is Sunday, obv. Anyway. We are both still on the couch.