Monday, January 31, 2005
The Zone was a dimly lit world of scurrying feet and elevators: the air was fetid, with an all-pervasive odour of cooked cabbage and valerianka, or valerian extract, used as a panacea for most ills, but especially as a sedative.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Friday, January 28, 2005
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Monday, January 24, 2005
Before the advent of twenty four hour newschannels, we wouldn't have been much bothered about the age or looks of our politicians.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Saturday, January 22, 2005
He sounds pretty low-key, in fact, but he minces no words in calling the industrial system “criminal.”
Friday, January 21, 2005
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Monday, January 17, 2005
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Someone on the radio described this event as a "great loss to the nation," but that doesn't make sense.
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Having proven my point to that low life Mister Subliminal, I have asked Magna The Wise to close “tampa’s revenge” over on Elite Trader.