In September 2011, the state of Texas abolished all special last meal requests after condemned prisoner Lawrence Russell Brewer requested a huge last meal then did not eat any of it, saying he was not hungry.

His last meal request consisted of:
Two chicken-fried steaks with gravy and sliced onions
A triple-patty bacon cheeseburger
A cheese omelet with ground beef
tomatoes, onions, bell peppers and jalapeños
A bowl of fried okra with ketchup
One pound of barbecued meat with half a loaf of white bread
Three fajitas
A meat-lover’s pizza
One pint of Blue Bell Ice Cream
A slab of peanut-butter fudge with crushed peanuts
Three root beers

I'd have settled for just one of those courses, plus a couple of cigarettes, which apparently they won't allow you to have !!

Any last meal requests?

I find these days that I'm consuming media in ways that probably don't make practical sense. I suspect that a lot of it's based on a slight fear of the inconvenience of embracing new media and having to learn new stuff, and the rest is due to me being tight.

I enjoy the chat about new media on this blog and the podcast, but end up thinking that I must be a luddite compared to most other Word readers. Consequently, I've put together the following questionaire to see how far behind the curve I am compared to other Word readers.

1. Do you still buy/subscribe to paper media?
2. D'you own a Kindle or a tablet?
3. Your 3 most listened-to/viewed podcasts/vodcasts?
4. Do you still buy CDs or vinyl?
5. What % of your daily TV content do you watch on a computer or mobile device?
6. What are your 3 indispensible web sites.

Kick boxer v marine

Any other great examples of pride coming before a total humiliation ?

I'm sure he's a decent lad down the pub, but he has managed to screw up so many radio and TV programmes for me that I'm now beginning to take it personally. I kicked Fighting Talk to the kerb about 6 months after Murray turned up, and now find MOTD 2 unbearable. When I found him standing in for Kermode and Mayo the other month I almost cried.

I just don't get what people see in him.

Anyone had the ability to turn what you once considered to be compulsive viewing/listening into a complete no-go area ?

Can anyone shed some light on whether a stroke of good luck means you've "lucked in" or "lucked out" ?

Intuitively "lucked in" feels more appropriate in describing a positive occurence, but a lot of the yute, like my daughter, for some reason are saying "lucked out", thus causing confusion in my household.

I've checked the appropriate authorities and they also seem to lack consensus.

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=lucked+out

Also, 'aitch' or 'haitch' ? Another cause of discord chez moi.

I’ve recently been working my way through the podcast back catalogue of Desert Island Discs, and have been struck by how so many of the ones that I’ve looked forward to have proved to be very dull, and how so many of the ones that I’ve had low expectations for have proved to be the most interesting.

I’ve also been struck by how it appears to be mandatory to have had a miserable childhood if you want to be “successful” in later life. I’ve decided to change my approach to child-rearing as a result.

Whose biography have you found to be surprisingly unputdownable/unstoplisteningable?

I can't stand them with their tippy-tappy passing and 80% possession stats. There's something hugely smug about them - like the prefects of football, but without the braid.

Trouble is, I seem to be the only person who feels this way. I'll stand in the pub surrounded by people mewling about Xavi and Iniesta, when I'm praying that someone will put a big reducer in on them early doors, forcing them into a war that they'll hate. Yeah, let's see your smugness now you Basque-ards !! Yet I'm accused of being a curmudgeon and not appreciating beautiful football, yet I didn't have this probolem with the Liverpool teams of the 70s and 80s, or Man U teams of the 90s and noughties.

I at least had some time for them when they were sponsored by UNICEF, but even that's gone since they've recently sold their souls to the Devil.

Am I alone in this?

Very occasionally I'll be happily listening to a song when someone in the band seems to completely lose it. From that point I'm embarassed for them and, whenever I play the song again I have to fast forward past the offending happening to avoid ruining the rest of what is often a great piece of work. I refer to these as "What the f***?" moments.

An example of this for me is Stephen Tyler at 3.53 of Aerosmith's 'I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing'. Truly misjudged on every level.

Anyone care to add to the list of foetal-position-inducing misjudgements ?

At no point have I ever recognised any of the artists referenced by Kate Mossman in her part of Pick 'n' Mix.

It's like Andy Kershaw on a course of obscurity pills.

Is this really a great source of new listening material, or musical monkey tennis?

Apologies if this has been done before, but can anyone find a better shred than this Sigur Ros one? I was genuinely moved to the point of incontinence at 4.20 and would buy this masterpiece if it was ever released.