Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Me, myself and I
Outrage noticed and scheduled for inclusion in Igor’s rants at 09:40 on January 5th. Posted at 22:17. 1 comment.
Tags: advert, advertisement, error, grammar, idiocy
Me, myself and I
If you tell people often or long enough that the people in "you and me did it" really ought to be "you and I" (as I'm the subject of that verb), what'll apparently happen is that they'll ignore it for ages, and then all of a sudden, over the last year or two, develop it into some sort of meme, whereupon they all start using the subject "I" in places where the object "me" is required. "A photo of my partner and I" - huh? Is it a photo of I? No, no, and thrice no. It's not. It's a photo of me, isn't it.

The most crushingly irritating thing about it is that people make a point of doing it. Egregious, yo.
Artwords bookshop
Stuff incident experienced at 22:23 on January 3rd. Posted in Igor’s stuff at 22:17.
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Artwords bookshop
On Saturday I went to have yet another puncture repaired, and hopefully delay the next similar incident, by having some new tyres fitted to my bike at Lock 7 Cycle Café. On wandering along Broadway Market to pass the time while waiting for the work to be done, I chanced on the Artwords bookshop, a sister to the one on Rivington Street. It's a treasure trove. Several times I realised in the course of my visit that I was just gazing, mouth agape, at the shelf- and tablefuls of gorgeous, fascinating, beautiful books. Spent so long browsing that it would have felt really rude not to take anything with me. I love this place. I'd love to find a sort of cultural Shangri-La like this hidden in big city hills, a literary, linguistic and licentiously visual labyrinth, with room after room of tomes and quartos and lavish lithographic layouts, and spend days and weeks and months absorbing and soaking myself in the splendour, luxuriating in its lushness.