Rum Doings Episode 219: Bouncing Up And Down With Alacrity
by John Walker on Jul.13, 2016, under Rum Doings
In our 219th ever Rum Doings, our topic is, isn’t it time to nationalise Taylor Swift?
We make some predictions for the future. All of them will come true. So better get your stuff in order, Queenie. We talk YouTube, and then obviously get into the hilarity of the Labour leadership coup, and the monstrousness of Theresa May.
What news might we have read if Britain hadn’t gone bonkers? Do you remember the Chilcot enquiry? Do you wear shoes? Is there a single ugly cello player?
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July 13th, 2016 on 22:21
Nick talked about Charles becoming King being the capper to all this! That’s a tweet I sent him! This is a clear violation of my intellectual property rights. I had that thought first and now no-one else is allowed to have it.
I expect my royalties to be the post.
July 14th, 2016 on 02:45
If you’re not “grr young people” about YouTube, Nick, what do you make of twitch.tv (and its competitors like Beam, Hitbox, YT Gaming, etc)?
As a convert to minimalist shoes and barefoot style running I still favor wearing shoes out of doors because I won’t then track dirt into the house. I’d gladly go barefoot in other buildings but the stigma is still too strong in most places in the Midwest.
July 14th, 2016 on 07:39
I do feel on pavement and most other modern walking places bare foot is a no no. To easy to get an owie like John said.But in the countryside, on grass and natural paths it is glorious.
Just read the Osborne, HSBC thing. It is scary stuff like that just goes under the radar now. Pretty big stuff!
July 14th, 2016 on 07:48
Xercies: it’s quite the opposite. Modern, smooth pavements are the *easiest* places to walk barefoot. The countryside is full of sharp, hidden objects, thorns, rough ground etc.
When I’ve gone barefoot running on holiday, re-joining the pavement is actually a silky luxury!
Of course, if you don’t look where you’re going, then all bets are off.