Someone overwatered the cactus at work. We've placed the soggy thing in front of a space heater to... I guess to dry it out. Anyway, someone suggested microwaving it, which seemed wrong, but I couldn't come up with a nice succinct argument against, so it my get nuked soon.
In other news, I'm thinking this blog has outlived its usefullness. I believe it is time to start afresh. To the two of you who still occassionally check in here: check this space for updates!
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Friday, 2 October 2009
David Letterman's audience has a powerfully weird sense of humour.
The crowd's response to David Letterman talking about being blackmailed is fantastically surreal. Check out the video.
Thursday, 1 October 2009
At the end of the day.
It is now, literally, the end of the day.
And at the end of the day, just as at the beginning of the day, and at every other point on any given day's time line, there are few clichés I loathe more than "at the end of the day".
Much like the oft misused 'literally' it is only employed when it is not, in fact, indicated: "You know, at the end of the day, we just want to get this sucker up and running by Christmas." Right. So, not at the end of the day. By Christmas. Bah!
That's all for now, 'cause at the end of the day I really shouldn't be getting my own dander up.
And at the end of the day, just as at the beginning of the day, and at every other point on any given day's time line, there are few clichés I loathe more than "at the end of the day".
Much like the oft misused 'literally' it is only employed when it is not, in fact, indicated: "You know, at the end of the day, we just want to get this sucker up and running by Christmas." Right. So, not at the end of the day. By Christmas. Bah!
That's all for now, 'cause at the end of the day I really shouldn't be getting my own dander up.
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