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Posted 28 August 2002, 10.04 pm by Sickan

Arriving to this new town and just being alone without really being alone is odd. I moved away from the people who have surrounded me for so many years, good as bad. They have all been there for me and I for them – but problems tend to repeat themselves, a bit like history. At a point they had just repeated themselves too many times – I had repeated myself one too many times. They asked the same questions, claimed answers and I gladly answered in brilliant unclear terms.

So anyway now I have done what we humans need to do at times. Get away from it all, run from it all you may call it. I have been here in this strange new town for somewhat five days now, and I decided to go to a pub and feel the pulse – I am actually sitting here right now, as I write these sentences. New faces are looking at this new girl who walked in with her paper and pencil, ordered a beer and sat down and began writing. It took some convincing myself to go here before I did it. No easy thing to do after all, or apparently… but now I can do nothing but laugh of those thoughts.

The pub is called ‘Maybe not Bob’ and is quite comfy and somewhat friendly. There are a handful people here – just about 15 – 20 and they are all smiling and probably drunk as it suits you to be on a Friday night on the local pub. The walls are painted green and they are one side covered in bookshelves. The classical collection of all types and brands of beer are put up on the opposite wall. The benches and wooden tables are giving the pub an old and classic look. The only thing which are a constant source to irritation is the pressing and moist heat. But the pub nor I can do anything about that.

The crowd is now increasing and people have begun to go to my table to sit – simply because there are no other place for them to be. They try not to seem interested in that I’m doing – this is sadly too obviously.
In some way I don’t want them to interrupt my writing or would I want to contact me, because I feel happy and I rest in myself. I don’t think I have ever felt like this before – it is like I am alone perhaps lonely but still I have never felt this calm and eased before.
What I can see from this one visit to this place is the remarkable difference from the city I inhabited before and this one. People here are far more open and friendly, they seen somewhat more alive. This can be coloured by the fact that I have lived in the town for too long and have a bunch of really bad memories from that hell-hole.
Well now I will go and leave these people to their drinking. There are still books to be read and stories to tell before I begin to make new friends here. There is time enough for us all… and my time will come. That is what I discovered by being there tonight and write this for all of you. My time will come, there is no need for me to rush.


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Posted 27 August 2002, 9.36 am by Alexander

Some of you may have noticed AKpCEP has been down since Sunday afternoon GMT. I thought it only right and proper that I post something giving you some more information. I received a letter a week or so ago advising me of a server move from Manchester to London, with expected downtime of up to 8 hours.

I spoke to my hosts this morning, who offered the following by way of an explanation as to why an 8 hour server move turned into almost 2 days downtime: a config file that points the domain name at our server "had not updated", meaning that was in effect pointing at Manchester, when it should have been pointing at London. How this file failed to update and whether this was human or technical error I do not know, nor does technical support.

So, we're back in business with no other planned server work on the horizon. I'd like to take this opportunity to apologise on behalf of my hosts to both the dedicated users of this site and the clients/subdomains under the domain who also have had no web presence over the Bank Holiday weekend.


Posted 24 August 2002, 5.10 pm by Alexander

I'm pleased that finally there is an online resource for this particular sub-group of today's society. For too long, this important and valid portion of society has been neglected.

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Posted 23 August 2002, 3.12 am by Jake

While perusing the shelves at the bookstore the other day, a small yet hefty book caught my eye. Written at the top in bold, yellow letters was the name "Neil Gaiman". Below it, a picture of a thunderstorm over a road, with lightning striking in the distance. At the bottom, "American Gods" was spelled out in white capital letters. I picked it up, turned it over, read the summary, and carried it with me to the cashier.

I took it home and set it on my shelf, opting instead to read another of the four texts that I had purchased. After finishing the first one (grudgingly, mind sucked) I cracked open American Gods and began to read. I didn't want to stop.

Gaiman(remember Sandman, and several other comic book series) has outdone himself on this's a road-trip tale entwined with a lot of mythology and some great cultural commentary. The characterization in this story is excellent, with most of it being direct and concise. The pacing is great, the story never really lags at any point, and the mood is accented quite nicely with excellent and descriptive imagery composed by the author.

Shadow, the main character, is (as the summary succinctly says it) "a man with a past". The beginning of the story joins up with Shadow as he sits in jail with a fellow named Low-Key Lyesmith (think Norse mythology) learning coin tricks. Shadow gets out of jail, eventually, but to his dismay his life is not exactly how he left it.
Shadow gets on a plane back to his hometown, and there he meets the charismatic and mysterious Mr.

From there, it transforms into what I mentioned before, “a road trip tale entwined with a lot of mythology and some great cultural commentary.” The amount of religious connotations in this book are pretty diverse, ranging from African tribes (Mr. Nancy) to Middle-Eastern beliefs (the djinn cabdriver). It’s a great story, and it’s even better told by Mr. Gaiman, who has a precise wit and a knack for descriptions. I’ve always been a fan of Gaiman’s writing style depicted in comic books, and he proves to be as skillful on the pages of a novel as he is on those of a comic.

All I can tell you to do now (if you care), is…….“Go buy it”.

Simple as that.

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