A telling of July 2005 by The Wax Conspiracy

Workers stop work to work a stop work rally
Ethan Switch - Friday, 1 July 2005 - 09:02:41
In My Dreams I Walk With My True Friends
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, 5 July 2005 - 13:25:34
Big Ben takes out Eiffel Tower to host 2012 Olympic Games
Ethan Switch - Thursday, 7 July 2005 - 08:49:07
London crumbling under crawling zombies of death
Ethan Switch - Friday, 8 July 2005 - 07:40:02
Darth Vader slips off the sidewalk without a sidearm
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 12 July 2005 - 09:11:08
Bits of trains, some bomb and a dust of marketing magic
Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 13 July 2005 - 10:11:49
Feeding the same work forces that burn crosses
Ethan Switch - Monday, 18 July 2005 - 09:19:12
Blasting caps are high strung eating up bombers on the raisin
Ethan Switch - Friday, 22 July 2005 - 09:30:19
Space: Above and beyond the naked eye
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 26 July 2005 - 15:21:40
We Are the Stars Which Sing
Belvedere Jehosophat - Friday, 29 July 2005 - 02:56:42

 

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Red Riding Trilogy
This is an attempt to understand the newish British television series Red Riding. Due to the regional accents, the muttering, the byzantine plot, and that British inability to provide subtitles, I am writing a detailed synopsis to get my head around this excellent television show. In short, it is nothing but spoilers, spoilers, spoilers...
Kitchen Antics - Chicken in Faux Ragoût
Ladder of flavour? A few rungs above bland. This can be constructed & delivered in less than 30 minutes, depending on your aptitude with a knife.
Lassitude abandons the Throwing Knives
Down on the chamber pot, the percolating smells brew up quite the nasal fest. From the wafting fumes, the air solidifies partial sweaty rock and musty punk, a taste hinting at delicious pockets of after-aftertaste, and the not so floral punch of an undone music interview leaves the tongue wanting something else.

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