HeyJaredThe Ledge Beyond the Edge
Scattergun essays from an elder neurodivergent. Walk with me as I unpack my shit, using endless cultural references and mangled metaphors along the way. My tales are like wandering in a Vegas casino: endless distractions with no obvious sign of an exit.
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Thunderstruck (opens the original)
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I was treated to some Friday football last weekend which is always fun (especially when your plucky little underdog team batters a multi-title winning juggernaut), but it does rather knacker the rest of the weekend. Despite our spring chicken days being back around the turn of the millennium, one of my crew decided that Brentford beating Chelsea was worthy of a celebratory tequila or two. Consequently I woke up on Saturday with a heavier head than normal. The other thing that rather knackers a w
Radio gaga goo goo 2: I hear voices (opens the original)
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Author’s note: Newer Ledgeheads might want to check out the first one of these, which was published way back in November 2024 when all this was fields.At some point in the last twenty years, the advertising industry gave up trying. Never mind those revolutionary Guinness adverts of yesteryear, just fling a load of shit at the wall and hope that it lodges in the smooth brains of the masses. “Team, we’ve got thirty seconds to grab their attention - just do whateve
Pub fiction (opens the original)
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My measure for any bar is breathtakingly simple: would I grace the place? Not for a quick livener, no. It’s got to be good enough for me to pull up a seat and sit for a while. If I want to spend significant time there then that’s a sign of quality. An even better metric is if I’d consider stepping across the line to pull some pints. If you wandered in one day and saw your faithful correspondent behind the jump then you can bet your last pennies that it’s a fine establishment. My obsession with a
Beautiful Junk: a Tim Curry special (opens the original)
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Do you remember being a teenager and going to the cinema to watch any old shit, just because it was a cheap way to hang out with your friends? Yeah, me too. In the summer of 1995, I went with a big group of mates to watch Congo. In the warm backwash of Jurassic Park, surely this heady new mix of science, mystery, and vicious animals from Michael Crichton would coin it in?Oh my sweet summer child, no! Congo is an absolute mess from start to finish.There are a few saving graces, however. The bigge
The second annual Ledgie Awards (opens the original)
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Another year of The Ledge Beyond the Edge is in the bag. Back in 2024 I was tentatively tapping out half thoughts about newly diagnosed neurodiversity, two years down the line I’m stomping through inboxes every week like a marauding literary ogre. Ahem. It’s time to look back on the greatest hits. For newer Ledgeheads, this is an annual event where I celebrate my own brilliance. It’s terribly self-indulgent, but you can’t sit around pouring words onto the page and not be terribly self-indulgent
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