There’s an awful lot going on right now: some of which I can talk about and some I can’t. Here’s some news that I can obviously talk about:
I’ve been up for the last couple of hours writing my re:publica thing, which is called “Pledge, Turn, Prestige – The Snowden Pitch”. The writing of which is obviously going so well that I’ve decided to write this blogpost instead. I’m very excited about this actually because I’m planning to have the Snowden Pitch as the centerpiece of a new live show. More news about that in the coming weeks. I’ll be on stage 2 at 17:30 hrs on the afternoon of the 6th of May, so do pop by if you get the chance. Don’t bother looking for a live stream of my talk, that’ll be reserved for my good friend Sascha. Silicon Allee wanted to know more about the talk and asked me some questions, the answers to which you can read here.
I can’t Deutsch.
I’ve started a new little podcast thing called “I can’t Deutsch”, which is my legitimate attempt to win a Grimme Online Prize next year. The plan was to do a podcast a day, except on the days where I couldn’t and there have been a hell of lot of days where I couldn’t do it but when I do get the chance, I thoroughly enjoy doing them.
Hello. Good evening. I have some really rather desperate news for all seven readers of this blog. I will not be winning a Grimme Online Prize this year. Although expected, I’m utterly devastated by this oversight. I’ve been moaning about this merciless lack of Grimme interest over on Facebook and it would appear that there are actual, factual and crushingly simple reasons why I won’t be winning this prestigious award. The reasons being:
I don’t blog in German. It would appear that to win this German award I am required to blog in German.
My blog posts are too short. According to one Herrn P. Breitenbach (a former Grimme prize winner himself) my blog posts aren’t long enough for a)the German blog market and b)Herrn P. Breitenbach.
My blog isn’t about anything. If you pause momentarily and have a jolly long think about this blog, it really is about something. It is. You just have to look really, really hard. I’ve been told that it’s very meta and it has, from time to time, been described as something resembling a distressed LCD Soundsystem song. That sounds like a compliment but was actually meant to hurt my feeling at the time. It didn’t so I’m taking it as a compliment.
The final reason I won’t be winning a Grimme Prize this year is because nobody, not a single bloody one of you nominated this blog. Which is both sad and understandable at the same time.
I am wearing a new jumper.
I’ve decided that I am going to win a Grimme Online Prize in 2015. There’s nothing anyone can do to stop me. You would be forgiven for thinking that I’m going to align the strategy behind The Benefits of an Excellent Hangover to match this challenging mission but as there is no strategy behind this blog that’s not going to happen. Obviously.
I’m going to be the first Englishman living in Germany, blogging really short posts in the English language; posts that kind of don’t make any sense (but they do if you really, really concentrate: for fuck’s sake concentrate). I might reduce my swearing a little.
This is the mission. This will be the journey. Are you ready to come on this roller coaster ride with me?
I can’t remember when I first posted that I was enjoying the benefits of an excellent hangover on Twitter. I can’t remember when and I can’t remember which account I used to do it. It feels like a very long time ago. I still use it from time to time and if the truth be told I’m stupidly proud of it. So much has changed over the last 12 months, but there has always been one constant in my life – the hangover and the benefits so when I decided to set up this blog it seemed to be the perfect title.
I’m not sure if this blogging lark still works but I’m going to give it a try. I’ll try to post at least one thing a day, much like I did back in the good old days of “it could only get worse”. Proper blogging. There may be the odd splash of SMEBS (which is a occupational hazard), some ranting about Magic Max (God I hate Magic Max), some musing (moaning) about being middle aged, some work stuff, the odd photograph of my feet and some pro-tips on managing your hangovers.