Archive for April, 2009



10
Apr

Learning to Count the Pirahã Way

The Pirahã tribe hang out in the Amazon rainforest and count a little something like this; hói (few), hoí (some, note the different accent here, it makes all the difference) and baágiso (more).  Unfortunately for today’s exercise we will be using the sucky Western system, let’s get this over with.

Week commencing 30th March (blogged four times)

Incoming: £0 [few?]

Outgoing:

  • £22 food [more?]
  • £5 drink [few?]
  • £6 toiletries (Yes, it’s a new category, don’t get too excited.  I bought my toiletries separate from my food this week) [few?]
  • £20 utilities [more?]
  • £6 on interest for Nationwide account (not really sure why they charged me this but has pushed me into my overdraft, guess they now expect me to transfer them £4 so they can stop charging me for being in my overdraft.  Idiots) [few?]
  • £13 bank charges to HSBC, a small price to pay for my freedom.  (This account is finally closed.  Apparently my NatWest account was closed down a long time ago and I was present for the occasion, don’t remember it though) [more?]
  • £9 additional [some?]

Total: £81 [more?]

End of Week Total: -£3,157 [few, maybe?]

piraha

They have no concept of numbers, they don’t have a single overdraft between them and I doubt they’ve ever paid a bank charge and yet, somehow, they still seem content.

09
Apr

Take Orally

I have no idea how to use cameras or lighting.  I never formally studied photography.  I studied graphic design, so I’m very makeshift with lights and I’m constantly looking at my cameras trying to figure out what’s going on.  I’m also the master of breaking cameras.  I’m always getting them wet or dropping them.  What I really like is when they’re easy and the camera is just an extension of my hand.

Ryan McGinley, Photographer
The Vice Photo Book

Everyone seems to be a specialist these days, I’m not a specialist.  I can write but I wouldn’t call it special (I would call it “cheaper than therapy”).  Anyone can write if they figure out what they want to say and apply the spelling and grammar rules they learnt in secondary school.  The problem is they are, and their stories are far more interesting.

Baines is still sharing her Christian perspective with the world and her blog regularly pours fuel on the fire of my already unhealthy fascination with religion.  Gingell is planning to run barefoot through Stoke (nothing quite like broken glass and used needles to toughen up your soles).

And there’s more.  Guy’s started his own blog too and posts with a regularity that surely can have no other purpose than to make me look bad.  He is serialising the diary of his 2007 round the world trip every Monday and it’s definitely worth a read, he starts in Mumbai.

Gaby’s also got a new blog.  Meeting Jeremy Clarkson, behind the scenes at QVC, you know you want to take a peek.  Weird we’re both still in Stoke and yet we’ve fallen out of touch.  Occassionally I’ll see her all dressed up and looking stressed but it’s not like back in the day.  I remember us getting free meals in Roebuck, going to comedy club, watching the MOBOs, hanging out in the VIP changing room in Topshop.  If it wasn’t for Gaby my talent for doing French tips on nails would never have been recognised.  I should probably be boring Gaby with this and not you, sorry.

As nothing interesting’s been happening round here I guess it’s best we revert back to the challenges.  Taking a leaf out of McGinley’s book, here’s something I did in photoshop (my knowledge of photoshop is all but nonexistant).

apples_march

17. An Apple a Day

It may not look like it but that is a photo-collage of all the apples I ate during the month of March.  All nine of them.  More astute members of the audience will realise that March is one of the months that has more than nine days.  What makes this failure even more pathetic is that when Holly set the challenge I agreed with her that we could count apple pies, pints of cider and apple juice just to make the challenge more interesting (who wants to look at 30 odd pictures of an apple?)  I don’t know how many apples or apple based products Holly consumed during March but I know it’s more than 11.

I decided to rebrand March not as a failure but as a practice for April.  Gingell wasn’t particularly impressed, especially as she’d bought three of March’s apples.  this time around she baked some mini apple pies (thank you Gingell).

gingells_apple_pie

Although my methodology was frowned upon (apparently civilised people use bowls, microwaves, ice cream and spoons) it was very tasty, now I just need to keep eating apples (at least more than 11, otherwise it’ll just be embarrassing).

There seem to be a number of challenges that involve me putting things in my mouth (not sure what that says about you people) so lets run through the evidence as documented by my phone.

Guy came to visit and as he had challenged me to do before (challenge number eight) I ate more steak.

Antonio will be pleased to know the last time I was in Stafford I consumed an entire pack of crumpets covered in cheddar cheese (also challenge number eight and thanks to Damian for providing that meal).

Tom and John will no doubt be ecstatic in the knowledge that I ate breakfast not once but twice last week (challenge number 11, Costa’s caramel shortbread and two day old Chinese takeaway).

Well that’s enough eating for now, will be posting later in the week, maybe later today but more likely Friday.  We’ll do my finances and then we’ll maybe take a look at some of these other challenges.

06
Apr

To Do List

By now you’ve probably figured out that I like lists. My first post was a list of sub-sections for point one of a list which spawned another listIn a post last month I mentioned a further list, aka The Ultimate List, a comprehensive record of all the tasks I need to complete in my life, the only difference being that “This time however, I’m going to attempt to complete the tasks instead of waiting three months and then rediscovering the list buried under the detritus of my desk.”

It’s a month later and already the list has been buried, time to resurrect it, update it and post it here so the world is my witness.

The Ultimate List

1. Complete HM Revenue & Customs form – This involves taking all the tedious details listed here and making them fit into all the boxes on the form, highlighting key details on the photocopies Baines kindly made for me and then popping it in the post.

2. Fix my Ubuntu problem – Trying to dual boot Ubuntu and Vista.  Installed Heron but couldn’t get my wireless to work, a website suggested that upgrading to Ibex would fix my problem, it didn’t.  It broke Ubuntu.  Will be putting some more technical details up on the Ubuntu forum soon but for now think this XKCD cartoon sums it up.

3. Get a formI need to cash some Premium Bonds to pay my rent, to do this I need a form that the Post Office hasn’t had in stock for two weeks, will see if it’s online somewhere.

4. Get a cheque bookMy mission to consolidate my debt is going well and I have successfully closed my HSBC account.  The only problem is I now need to pay my rent from my Lloyds TSB account and I can’t find my cheque book, will have to pick up a new one.

5. Pay Council TaxNot that I’m behind or anything, just need to setup the direct debit on my new account for next month.

6. Find a job in Stoke – On Saturday I attended a successful job interview (“Do you have any unusual pets?”) and will now be employed on a week long contract to work three days (seriously).  I’ll be revealing where later in the week but suffice to say I’m going to need another source of income after Saturday.

7. Wash black shirts for work

8. Prepare for parental unit visit – They show up on Wednesday, which means I need to;

a. Wash and dry everything in the kitchen (Baines)
b. Flash wipe all surfaces
c. Mop the kitchen floor
d. Vacuum all carpets
e. Buy flowers for the living room (Sainsbury’s try and put some bouquets in your range that are both reasonably priced and non-sucky, I know it’s hard for you)
f. Put clean sheets on the bed
g. General tidying
h. Speak to them on the phone and find out what time they’ll be showing up
i. Drop passport photocopy and bank details into work early on Wednesday so as to have plenty of time for enforced family bonding

9. Freelance and find work experience – Am hoping to hear something positive back from this job at the end of the month, in the mean time I should look for work experience at national newspapers (my parents mention this everytime they call) and complete the final third of my BBC work experience application.

10. Find a job in Birmingham – If moving to Birmingham is the plan, and at the moment it is, then I need to find a job there.

11. Find a new home – My contract on this one is up in 97 days.

12. Educate myself – Will explain in more detail at some stage but I need to figure out if I want to complete a journalism degree or switch to something else (say PR maybe) and then I need to figure out where I’d study.

13. Write Deadline – Sometimes I try and trick my brain by not thinking about something because if I don’t think about something then it doesn’t exist.  This is a fallacy and the Deadline website is still there (actually, no it’s not).  Nonetheless I want to finish this, it will be good practice and I can use it as an example of my writing and maybe even try selling the story.

Well, that’s all I can think of for now.  sixteen points somewhat ranked in order of importance and chronology.  If I missed something or I missed you, let me know.

05
Apr

Sexing the Pig

Scribbleboy: Something very sick and wrong about having weekly photoshoots with a piggy bank (this week Piggles got on the bed and modelled a red ribbon)

blankbadge: @Scribbleboy I get the feeling that you don’t find something being sick and wrong to be a bad thing.

Scribbleboy: @blankbadge Not sure I can respond without incriminating myself (realise I have missed some close ups of dainty feet shall take more pics)

Twitter.com

I have way too much fun with Gingell's camera (should actually aquire some of this so called "money" and purchase one of my own)

While Mr Piggles descended into alcoholism this website stood by and watched took pictures.  I thought that my lack of swearing and the subsequent dip in Piggles’ funds was the cause of his heavy drinking but Sarah had a different opinion.

Mr. Piggles has extremely girly eyes maybe he’s turned to drink because you insist he’s a he when in fact he may be a she?

This was valid point, Mr Piggles could in fact be Mrs Piggles (Miss? Ms?)  It had never come up in conversation but then again Piggles isn’t much of a talker.

And so the investigative journalism began.  Baines has always been close to Piggles so I asked her first.  Her answer was delightfully gender neutral (by which I mean useless), she said, “I’ve never really thought about it.”

Then I consulted Google, he knows everything.  Alas, “determining the sex of my piggy bank” yielded no meaningful results.

My only option was to conduct a thorough medical examination, something I had previously hoped to avoid in an effort to spare Piggles’ blushes (the following pictures, while tasteful, are probably NSFW).

piggles_lashes

This was our first tip off that he may be a she, his delightfully girlish eyes.  The first time I met Piggles I wrote that “he stared up at Scribble with the most beautiful pair of eyes Scribs had ever seen” so really I should have noticed this sooner.  I share a room with him (her?) and not once have I seen my farmyard friend resort to eyelash curlers or mascara, these naturally curly eyelashes are little help on our quest for truth.

Verdict: Inconclusive.

piggles_bow

If we look again we notice that Piggles is modelling a red bow in his hair, strange behaviour, especially for someone without hair but hardly conclusive proof that he is a girl (especially as the ribbon he used has been stolen from my collection).  This ribbon is clearly an indication that Piggles is trying to tell us something, but what?

Verdict: Attention seeking.

piggles_booty

Pink, you have to admit, is a bit of a girly colour.  Gingell is of the opinion that having a pink booty does not conclusively prove your sex.  I would have to question the opinion of someone who has made precisely zero posts on piggy banks.

Verdict: The academic community will decide.

piggles_tootsies

People never pay me normal compliments, a perfect example of this would be “You have nice feet… if you were a girl you could wear pretty shoes.”  This makes it hard for me to draw anything from Piggles’ dainty cloven hooves.  The tattoos however are far more promising.  One of them, Piggles has never shown me his tats before, reads “Sëmk design.”  Sëmk have a website here and as far as I can tell they specialise in breeding a variety of animals which they then ship around the world.  I will be contacting them later in the week to see if they can help sex the pig.

Verdict: Promising.

In other news, I haven’t sworn once this week (sorry Lupus UK).

[This was meant to be posted on Sunday but I was busy watching Yes We Can! The Lost Art of Oratory, a documentary that Clara recommended.  It pulls no punches but it's an interesting programme that uses Obama as a springboard to take a look back at great speech makers throughout history.

Soundbites of Obama's inaugural address are still moving three months on and this documentary is further encouragement for me to listen to Obama's weekly address (instead of just bookmarking it), get back into The West Wing (and watch it chronologically instead of just watching random episodes on More4 when I have trouble sleeping) and read books (instead of just using them to fill shelves).

My favourite scene is when Yentob uses a megaphone to broadcast the words of Cromwell to the Houses of Parliament and Brian Haw is on hand to provide pointers.  It is crazy to think that this man has been outside the Houses of Parliament for over seven years, outstaying Blair, to protest a war that the majority of the country was already against before we had even gone into Iraq.]

05
Apr

Full Financial Disclosure

While the majority are tired of me picking over the bones of my finances, some people want to know more (when I say people I mean the taxman and the Student Loan Company) and to find out they keep sending me lots of forms. So, before I do last week’s finances here is a breakdown.

Not Learning Not Earning

When I returned from China (Friday 22nd August, I have eyewitnesses to testify if necessary) I returned to a large amount of mail.  Some of it was from Staffordshire University telling me my degree had been terminated.  In a letter dated 21 October 2008 (duplicates can be provided) the Student Loan Company told me “that you suspended your studies on 18/04/08″.  While I recognise that my degree was terminated while I was in Asia the fact that I had suspended my own studies back in April was news to me.  Based on this fact 19th April to 13th October 2008 classes as a period of “not earning”.

Unicom

From Monday 14th till Monday 20th October I worked as a telesales operative at Unicom.  I earnt £275.88 (photocopies of payslip and P45).  Ticking the “employed” box here.

Not Earning

Tuesday 21st October to Wednesday 26th November 2008 is another big pile of “not earning.”  I survived on savings (please refer to the online bank statement I have printed out for you).

Totem Films

On Thursday 27th November 2008 I was paid £30 by Totem Films for holding a boom mic pole (see photocopy of Nationwide statement).

Not Earning

Friday 28th November 2008 to Wednesday 11th February 2009 is another example of “not earning.”  I survived on savings.  This included £265 worth of Premium Bonds I cashed on 24th December, £1,000 worth of bonds on 14th January and £300 worth of bonds on 22nd January (all highlighted on the bank statements).

Benefits

On Thursday 12th February I received a one off benefits payment of £82.20 for a period of time that started sometime and ended on Wednesday 26th November.

Not Earning

Since Friday 13th February I have been “not earning” lots.  I cashed £4,100 worth of Premium Bonds 24th February to pay off my council tax, utility bills and two of my overdrafts.

Hope that made sense to somebody, now I just need to make it fit on the forms and photocopy all the supporting evidence (I will be employed again next week but I haven’t the heart to write about it at the moment).

Week commencing 23rd March (blogged four times)

Incoming: £5 from my Gran (she wants me to call her, presumably so she can beat me down). If this post suggested to you in any way that I’m scared of her, you’d be right.

Outgoing:

  • £58 food
  • £9 transport
  • £11 stationery (they decided to charge my card a week after I’d bought the facepaints)
  • £31 Vodafone
  • £20 utilities
  • £1 paid to Mr Piggles

Total: £129

End of Week Total: -£3,691

Well that has to be one of the most tedious posts I’ve written in a long time but I guess that’s what you get when you send pointless forms to a sick person.  As I haven’t been out much this week I had to find this week’s universal truth in my room.  I turned to the pinboard.

sp_a0320

There it is.

There are lots of universal truthes lurking on the pinboard.  My Love2Love card screams “We ♥ a party”, my Chinese fortune whispers “You will be awarded some great honor.”  In February the calendar told me “If you cannot please everyone with your art, please a few.  To please many is bad.”

The one I decided on is this, the most meaningful thing I’ve ever seen written in a Christmas card;

sp_a0321






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All aboard the special bus Born in Paignton, educated in Stoke-on-Trent and living in Peterborough. I am a footsoldier in the army of the unemployed and an occasional blogger.

I survive on caffeine, willpower and JSA. This blog is a record of my attempts to find work and my successes and failures as I try and complete life-improving challenges suggested to me by readers.

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