Fine sunny day, driving with the roof off. Have just pulled out of a non-moving traffic jam, and swung around a roundabout in search of an alternative route to my destination. Hitting the empty on-ramp to the dual carriageway, Iggy Pop starts the intro litany to White Zombie's Black Sunshine as I'm putting my foot down. Priceless.
June 14th, 2004
Apparently there was rioting (or at least a disturbance) in Croydon at the weekend. I managed to completely miss that, and the first I knew was when colleagues at work told me about it this morning. Ho-hum. There are some advantages to living in a civilised corner ...
OK, approximately civilised. My lawyers made me qualify that.
EDIT - Ananova link is here, and, for when it stops working, the BBC page is here.
OK, approximately civilised. My lawyers made me qualify that.
EDIT - Ananova link is here, and, for when it stops working, the BBC page is here.
To alert people to the fact that headed paper is about to be run through our printer, we select a daily animal, and yell out the name when someone runs headed. (We used to say "headed", but too many people ignored that, because they'd got used to it as a background office noise. I suggested flashing orange lights and a big klaxon going "AWOOOOGA! AWOOOOGA!", but that was turned down ...)
Following on from recent events in Croydon, todays animal is "Football fan".
Disclaimer: And yes, I know this only applies to a very small number of fans, and the majority are perfectly normal people who just happen to enjoy watching 23 men running around a pitch in pursuit of an inflated bladder (a modern version of "the unspeakable in pursuit of the inedible", perhaps). But it made us laugh, and means we can today call out "a pub of football fans" when printing several pages, or "a Croydon of football fans" when printing a mail merge.
Following on from recent events in Croydon, todays animal is "Football fan".
Disclaimer: And yes, I know this only applies to a very small number of fans, and the majority are perfectly normal people who just happen to enjoy watching 23 men running around a pitch in pursuit of an inflated bladder (a modern version of "the unspeakable in pursuit of the inedible", perhaps). But it made us laugh, and means we can today call out "a pub of football fans" when printing several pages, or "a Croydon of football fans" when printing a mail merge.
Found this on
velvetfox's LJ ... and so I had to run it. Actually, rather interesting output ... in fact, I ran it several times in order to get additional slander [grin]
( The slander )
STOP THE PRESS This line just came up of its own accord ...
And then this one did ...
... the problem is, some of us have seen her!
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( The slander )
STOP THE PRESS This line just came up of its own accord ...
And then this one did ...
... the problem is, some of us have seen her!