Fuck Crabs.
Once again I apologise for not writing any new material and just using this blog as an image dump but hey, i'm lazy. I'll get around to it.
In 'books i read recently' news. Just got through with Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell (no, not the guy from peep show). It was bloody brilliant, tying together 4 or 5 plotlines from across thousands of years on earth in a vague but poignant way. I tend to fold the corners of books in at quotes that i like but looking back over this one most of the passages i chose don't do much out of context. This is the best i could find:
"I went on to the balcony for a breather, and surveyed the hubbub from without. Literary London at play put me in mind of Gibbon on the age of the Antonines. A cloud of critics, of compilers, of commentators darkened the face of learning, and the deline of genius was soon followed by the corruption of taste."
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