Went to the Riverside Museum -- Glasgow's transport museum. Think it's starting to drift off topic. Everything is on wheels, I suppose.

Landman I salute whoever decided to call the main character 'Tommy' and his son 'Cooper'. Please don't tell me it is just a coincidence.

Well, at least you don't hear much of "All lives matter" from the fash any longer.

Daughter came home from the stables and was enthusiasticly greeted by both the dog and the cat.

Most people don't realise that Sam Elliott is the moustache's name, not the actor's. It's a franchise.

It's not warm.

Inventions. First up is a wee invention to stop people biting their nails, modeled after the things vets use for cats and dogs. Also, how about gluing mints to horses' bits to make them easier to handle? Gonna call them 'bridal sweets'. In other news, may have missed the start of Dry January again.

Went to bed at 9pm last night and woke up up half an hour ago. Happy New Year!

Brexiteers get really angry when you point out that Brexit has resulted in the UK becoming more culturally and ethnically diverse.

Judging by last night's punk audience, it can't be long now until bondage trousers with nappies make a comeback.

Last night's giggage at Ivory Blacks while Virginia Street burned. First up, the Alleged. Who we went to see 'cos they're mates.

Was just about to get out of bed there when the cat jumped onto the bed and lay down on top of me. This cat is as solid as mahogany. Will give it another five minutes.

It was my birthday a few days ago so I treated myself to the UK Subs A-Z box set -- a 26-album set of their alphabetically-named-and-ordered albums. Finally got a chance to play the first one last night -- Another Kind of Blues -- only to be told that it wasn't very festive.

Bloody hell! Just seen my niece performing on the Royal Variety Show. Apparently. Everyone else spotted her. What I'm actually looking at is yet another piece of evidence that I have some form of facial blindness.

Finally making a start on the Xmas cards while @marcrileydj.bsky.social knocks it out of the park on Radio 6. Thee Headcoats, good grief! *Actually, this is quite an early start for me. Took me two months to find the address book last year.

Are you a fan of Doctor Who, Cbeebies, Radio 6, the BBC SSO, EastEnders, the World Service, Match of the Day, The Archers, The Sky at Night or many thousands of other things? Donald Trump is trying to destroy something you love and, if you're British, own.

Festive TV. Had control of the remote control for a while there, so I put on episode 8 of Twin Peaks ALS. Got just beyond the gas station scene before the screams of outrage forced me to pause it. Still, it did much better than Night of the Hunter.

Damn it. Spent all day trying to open the family advent calendars and failing. Windows 11 not installed.

And now the cat's climbed on top of me for a cuddle. The perfect end to a very weird day. This is the same fucker who started it all by punching me in the face at 5am 'cos he wanted me to wake up and tweak his breakfast somehow because it wasn't quite right.

About to get an hour's worth of heavy-duty dental work, and after that I will attempt to go to a Liminanas gig. I previously may have said that they're a suitable band to take drugs to, but I certainly wasn't refering to novocaine.

From 2 years ago. Free MIRRORSHADES! Weirdly this epic cyberpunk antho doesn't exist as an ebook. So we turned it into a free online webpage. Happy reading, and may ye wax gnarly and punk and dirty and ecstatic and intricate and all that good shit. Happy cybermonday. rudyrucker.com/mirrorshades/

Scotland's real monsters are in its pages. This St. Andrew's Day, explore the brilliant new wave of Scottish horror authors. Our guide features 4 must-read Scottish authors and the publishers & festivals championing them gnofhorror.com/scottish-hor... #ScottishHorror #StAndrewsDay

The family went off to Prague last weekend leaving me tasked with keeping the animals alive for the duration. We borrowed a cage for Tiny Ted so that he wouldn't electrocute himself while I was at work. It didn't seem to phase him in the slightest. But then, Graham was there to keep him company.

For those wondering about Byers' t-shirt in the latest Stranger Things series, this song should clear, uh, things up.

Christmas present idea for the ghost story lover in your life? There's this gorgeous hardback, from @swanriverpress.bsky.social!

Anyway, giggage. Here's the Chimers. Excellent two-piece (hence low cost) support.

Freaky Tales isn't a great film; for a start, it tries too hard to be Pulp Fiction. But it is enormous fun and it's got a good heart: something we need in these bitter times. And that soundtrack is a delight. Weirdly, the Lords of the New Church cut on the trailer doesn't feature in the film itself.

Turned down a freebie for the Offspring tomorrow night. Because I've got root canal surgery instead. Still, a head full of novocaine should make the Scotland game more bearable.

My Dad loved his football. He's been gone these eighteen years, but I think he'd enjoy this Scotland game. Mostly, though, I think he'd be stunned to see Craig Gordon still in goal.

Something weird going on in Glasgow city centre. Muffled bangs, sirens, police, fire engines, smell of cordite.

It's Scotland in the middle of November. This big guy shouldn't have been outside.

I don't think that's what most people were expecting when he said he was going to Washington to drain the swamp.

Had attempted to to stay home this weekend. Failed. Am arriving home now after going out on Friday. I need to sleep. Good seats, though.

Things you don't want to hear from your dentist: "Okay, time for plan B!" I was originally planning on going for a pint and straw afterwards to settle my nerves but now fear it would be too messy. My right bottom eyelid is starting to go numb.

Currently sitting in the Solid Rock having a pint. Have already bought tickets for three top-notch gigs and had a flu vaccination. Today is a good day.

Our local supermarket has started selling eggs in open trays to cut down on packaging. This will mean a saving for all households that don't have a cat that eats egg boxes.

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"You can call me Mr Windsor."

I wouldn't expect anything less from someone with that pen name.

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People always say, "If walls could talk", but never say "If conversations could keep out the weather".

Daughter's been tidying the attic room (I suspect she wants it for herself) and says she found one of my stories in an old issue of Supernatural Tales. And she enjoyed it. Thankfully it wasn't one of my more outre creations.

This demonstrates the devastating effects of suddenly losing a royal warrant.

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The arsehole formerly known as Prince.

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Halloween can outfight Christmas in October.