A new, never to often be repeated strand on Radio Kenneth: it’s called One Minute Forty-Five Seconds – and how it works is you have a look at what’s happening at 1:45 in a video clip and that’s how it works. It’s quite simple. So:

And how about this one:

Pretty cool. So that’s basically it.

Ok, ok, one more then.

Watch this video.
“Shall I go on?”

DVD updates are my new favourite thing.

NB, if you enjoyed that DVD update, you might also consider watching BlazikenMaster’s consideration of the question: Is technology killing DVDs?

In fact, I insist.

I’m wondering if Luke here fancies Leia more because, at some level, he believes himself to be her brother. Or is this his excuse to himself for not asking for her phone number? Also, does he feel slightly alienated from his one gloved hand? The hand chopped off by their father, Darth. Or does his robotic hand give him the sexual freedom and confidence to try it on with the Princess?

It’s a wonderful image, with its double layer of flirting. Two men, two women, four hearts beating as one. I guess when enough cries for help are yelped out at the same time, it can sound beautiful.

I’ve been thinking: surely the best character to adopt for a Star Wars conference is Jabba. You can grab at the chains of all the Leias, and order them to dance for you, and still be technically “in character”. And doesn’t he lick her face?

I used the inside of a kettle and some old TV valves and apple crates I found under some bleach, and wired the whole thing up to a clock radio. I’m happy with the results – very happy – but she says she’s allergic to coal dust and won’t eat anything except egg whites through a straw. I guess she’s used to that sort of pampering. I’m thinking of taking her round schools, on an anti-bullying campaign. I think the kids would respond well.

Just before the boat chase. After the basketball game. With the goose. Always scares the hell out of me.