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[Adventures in Ethical Consumerism] Thanks to City Hippy, I came across this interesting wee site. Which Green are in the business of rating energy suppliers according to how much they...

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[GOLDKIXX] TONIGHT!: minister's family, while a wee bit obvious of a target (cmon, SUVs?), was dead-on. On our way back... of isolationist Ivory Tower academics and E-popping raver-hippy hybrids until PopMontreal came along... Madness' "Our House" with Brian Eno's "Third Uncle" and other such demanding dilemmas, I did get

[Blogstogo.com] pubcrawl: al and doug were soo overwhelmed by the ale that they had to have two 'they will never make it to stockport this way' [rico]....a walk later we stumbled upon [--- THE BAY HORSE ---] in longsight £4.20 for two pints of stella 'there are weighing scales in the gents with a dangerous looking 1/2 meter piss wave' [rico] - 'bit empty, i have not checked out the mens loo and never knew about piss waves' [fran] - 'advice for gents, do stand on the right hand side of urinals, i give it two and half smileys rating' [al] - allegedly the ladies loo's window looks suspiciously like it has a bullet hole in it and severely lacking in loo seats... the pub is a bit uninspiring if inoffensive, slightly brusque bar staff who seemed incapable of apprecaiting the minor mental retardation caused by 2 pints in the previous pub!!!

[Spaces.msn.com] Space Cadet: With a population as large as China has it would be hard for every job issued to be equally as important as the next. The ethos is there though, Communism and all that, respect for those people out there sweeping up dust (Shandong is renowned for its dustiness therefor any attempt to "clean dust" produces the results expected).

[360degreesofsky.blogspot.com] 360 Degrees of Sky - Life in Rural Zambia: December 2004: I was sitting in the cool shade of the mbalasa, reading. Actually I had only half an eye on my book, and the rest on the washing line, watching out for thieves attempting to steal my lovely John Rocha bedlinen. A long thin black flying beetle thing landed in the dirt near my foot.

[Splendid.blogs.com] serial expat: Art & Culcha: I'm starting to wish I grew up in the 1940s. Except in those days the food was rubbish and there was no blogging. And everyone was getting blown up by Nazis.

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