Thursday, January 22, 2004

A completely unproductive way to pass your time.

In case anbody is interested.

Fly little penguin!!!
A tribute to the ladies and gentlemen who pull the strings in the Scottish public education system.

"A spokesman for Alston’s school said it would not be expelling him"

Should this "PROMISING young rugby player" be expelled or left to finish his studies? He will be disciplined by the courts anyway.

Usually, students are "asked to leave" before news gets into the papers to protect the reputation of the school. This time it has happened the other way round so the reputation has already taken a bashing. But is expulsion about reputation or discipline?

Does this send out the wrong kind of message to other pupils and prospective parents?

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Sing it now...

Joy to the world
All the boys and girls
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me

Friday, January 16, 2004

Dammit. I'm sure scallywag mcmuffin worked yesterday. OK, I retract that one, I only liked the word scallywag anyway.
FINE!!!

I stand by the fact that my googlewhacks are true and proper. However, the elitist meanies at googlewhack.com (and gareth) say that they aren't. Dictionary.com, officially the most catastrophically erroneous dictionary in the history of time doesn't recognise "McMuffin" (fair enough, says I) or, and this is the one that stumps me "Escapologists". Surely that is a real word?!? Or is the plural of escapologist "escapologi". NOOOO I think not, dictionary.com, a graaaave faux pas no??

So to all of you who choose to pick holes in the one thing that has made me proud of myself in my whole miserable existence, go ahead, but be aware, that as you do, my eyes are welling and my steely stores of self-respect and pride (granted that I only have small reserves of this, I am not an egotistical person, you are all aware) are being depleated and destroyed.

Go on then Johnson. You do better!

Thursday, January 15, 2004

mUsT... sToP... gOoGlEwHaCkInG.....

I found many today, but my favourite is armchair escapologists. My second favourite is scallywag mcmuffin.

Let's all play shall we? Giblet is a good word to use. And Kirsty says Maypole is good too, but I disagree.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

Monday, January 12, 2004

I have been doing a mood board at work this week. It mostly involves cutting out cartoon characters and sticking them to a board. Capturing the mood of a "gang" of 8-12 year olds. I have had fun. It's like being back at primary school.

Plus, it meant buying loads of magazines and with that came a nerf-esque rocket thingy and some rather fetching dog tags into which I can scratch my name, age and two other details about myself which I can't translate. ("RH"? "CHICO 10"?). Useful. In case I am killed in action, although with my nerf-esque rocket I don't know how I would be...

This is a little incongruous I know, but I have a question to all those who are more knowledgeable about this than me... Everyone: If Tony Blair is now admitting that there probably aren't any WMDs in Iraq, and Iraq said from the start that they didn't have any, and THAT was what was considered the material breach of Resolution 1441 that lead to war... Did it actually commit a material breach??
I don't mean that in any kind of ironic or sarcastic way. I'm genuinely interested. I guess it's something to do with the fact that 1441 was a UN resolution and that, in the end, the UN had very little to do with it. Any ideas??

Other than that, it is quite a sad day because even though I had been told it, I saw today that the giant inflatable ham had been taken away from outside the building near my work and this can mean only one thing. The ham convention has come to an end... And I no longer have the only chance I will ever have to steal a giant inflatable ham leg.

Crappy.

Thursday, January 08, 2004

Today, I am back at work and nothing much has changed except that at lunchtime I set my pasta on fire. I have never done that before.

Honestly, what kind of bone head is able to set pasta on fire??