Michael Randall

The collected feeds and random findings of Michael Randall - usually known as 'pigpogm'.

I'm one half of the PigPog web site, all about creativity (see the about me page), and I work at Cult Pens, which is a lot of fun for a pen geek.

You can also see my photography on Flickr, my bookmarks on del.icio.us, and I occasionally twitter.

This thing you're looking at right now? It's a collection of all my posts, and it's made using Tumblr. They do a pretty neat job, all for free, and they don't even insist on a link. That's why they get one right up here in the header.

Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 11:48 pm

Just watched Tokyo Gore Police. That was. Er. Possibly one of the best things ever.

Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 8:41 pm

Spent a while connecting our site/blog with my SmugMug site, so SmugMug looks like part of PigPog. http://www.pigpog.co.uk/

Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 4:40 pm
Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 1:38 pm
Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 11:16 am

The first big decision of the day has been made. The answer turned out to be “Lasagne”.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010 at 8:13 pm
Tuesday, February 2, 2010 at 10:10 pm

Tiger bread is delicious. Imagine a tiger bread sandwich, using tiger bread as the filling, *and* as the bread. That would be awesome.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010 at 10:10 pm

RT @adamisacson: Installing a new version of Microsoft Office on my Mac. While I’m at it, maybe I’ll install a spoiler and an 8-track pl …

Tuesday, February 2, 2010 at 10:10 pm

RT @MrsStephenFry: I thought the microwave was getting boring. Turns out I’ve been staring at the TV all night.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010 at 9:30 pm

Reblogged from merlin.

Guitar-only Puppets (via Merlin)

Worth reblogging for the fascinating guitar-track-only rendition of Master of Puppets. Weird hearing it in isolation, but you get to hear things you don’t normally hear.

merlin:

Master of Puppets (Guitar Only)


(mp3)

Isolated guitar track from one of the greatest thrash metal songs ever thrashed. Yes. Metal is currently, as they say, up my ass.

If you’re impatient, jump in where the magic starts — right around 3:45.

Classic 1986 original, in full: