On the Tosspath

Ciaran is showing as busy on IM and isn’t answering his phone at work. If he hasn’t got a good excuse for his whereabouts then you can be pretty sure that he has slipped away for a matinee screening of Attack of the Toss and I shall then have to rain vengance down on him.

Sorry for going all biblical there, but I firmly believe that we shouldn’t give George Lucas any more money. It will just encourage him to make yet another not really very good movie. And that would be a bad thing, oh yes sirree it would.

Long Words

I have been chastised for using long words on this blog again. To which the correct response is, of course, go and look in the dictionary.

Alternatively I did the trip for you;

"misanthropy; n 1: hatred of mankind 2: a disposition to dislike and mistrust other people."

Jubilee

Billy Bragg has got a bee in his bonnet. No, really, he has. We should all apparently buy the three different versions of his new record to protest at the British monarchy – yes Mr Molland, this post is for you.

If you don’t believe me, take a quick look at the lyrics to Take Down the Union Jack. By the way Billy, its the Union Flag. It only becomes the Union Jack when you fly it from the jack staff of a ship (thanks for that Dad).

For those who would be impertinent enough to suggest that my volume of posts today indicates a certain lack of dedication to my work I have this to say;

"Bah humbug, I’m running batch jobs"

and you can quote me on that.

Those of you who know

Those of you who know me know that I can be a little grumpy at times. Well, I think I’ve found a soul mate.

I’ve mentioned Stavros the Wonder Chicken before but one of his recent posts had me sitting here nodding my head in agreement. For those too lazy to go and have a look, the phrase that rang my bell was;

"It’s important to keep your misanthropy honed to a keen edge."

Strong Language

I sent an email to a friend the other day (update the website Tim, default Apache pages never look good). It got bounced by the content filter of his current employer.

Tim, in case you were wondering, the word that I had to censor was "Wanker". Whilst it doesn’t mean a jot in the great scheme of things, by this very action the Halifax have just been added to my list of the worlds top wankers. I even used to have an account with them, I’m just glad I closed it when I was 12.

Oh, and if you are still here : wanker, wanker, wanker, wanker, wanker, wanker and furthermore – wanker.