Gingerfear

And then my head exploded again

I suffer from the frighteningly named exploding head syndrome and last night my head exploded again.

About every two months as I’m dropping off to sleep I hear a ferocious electrical BANG! inside my head, and then it’s very hard to sleep for a while.

Occasionally it’s accompanied by a nano-second flash of white light, but one particularly nasty episode recently came with the terrifying opposite: a flash of blackness.

Even though it was dark and my eyes were closed, for an instant my I saw total dark - an absence of anything . Except, bizarrely, there was a clear, thin white border around the edge of my vision.

Absolutely petrifying.

You can replicate the sensation by asking two people to creep silently into your bedroom as you’re falling asleep, hold a metal tray next to each ear, and then simultaneously crack the shit out of the trays with a crowbar while pushing a strobe light under your eyelids.

Then you’ll have to spend six months being bounced around doctors and specialists while they diagnose something which you’re not even sure happened by the time you wake up in the morning.

Finally you can relax when you’re told it’s probably totally benign, although no-one really knows what is causing it.

And then stop relaxing when the sensation of 5,000 volts smacking through your skull hits you as you settle down for sleepy bye-byes.



Cleaning up




Angel of Peace, with police dog and bomb disposal units detail within arch



Cash of the Titans, stickman fatal swordplay, and one of THE great outdoor adverts




A minotaur line-manager, a happy dog and a bee omelette with peas




If you’ve got 24 spare frogs, why not make frog soup? (from The Silver Spoon)


Coughlin’s Law

CoughlinI had terrible insomnia a few nights ago. Apparently my brain decided I needed to be awake so it could work on this slab of genius:

Coughlin’s Law

- A prequel to Cocktail centred around Doug Coulghlin, Tom Cruise’s mentor in the original film and fond of saying things like “Coughlin’s Law: bury the dead, they stink up the place”

- Set in late 70s and early 80s New York the film would tell the story of boozy bartender Doug Coughlin and chart the events which turned him into the kind of guy who would sleep with his best friend’s girl just to win a bet.

The trailer would definitely include:

  • A scene where he gets thrown into a bar optic and glasses go crashing about the place
  • A scene where he’s hired to tend bar at a VIP function in a fancy New York apartment - uh oh!
  • Some awkward scene with his parents which in some way is formative, probably involving booze
  • Coughlin drinking a red eye
  • A lot of 80s-fabulous women
  • I dunno. Another fight or something
  • A close up on booze being poured into a glass

Christ, that looks awful on paper.

I would definitely go and watch it though - I reckon the dialogue and soundtrack could be cracking.



Sunset over the council estate with hospital ward reflections



Found while cleaning out an old box, complete with coffee stain (sorry Liz)



Some of the 11 types of chilli which went into the perfect chilli con carne (along with two pages of other ingredients including 2 bottles of wine, 1.5 litres of Jack Daniels, about 3kg of beef and ribs, and four days of prep).


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