Archive for September 2008

Theft!

26/09/08

So here I am, it’s quarter to eight and I’ve been awake for an hour (not really your dream lifestyle for a writer: where’s my hot stone massage and my long lazy mornings? That’s what I want to know) and the first thing I see checking out teh interwebnology reports is that Your Neighbourhood Librarian has two things I absolutely want to steal.

So I’m gonna. Because that’s teh interweb, but also because they are too fabulous to leave alone.

The first one is a toy. I like toys. Good toys are the best thing ever. They make bridges between adults and kids and actually between people from around the world. If only the Soviets and NATO could have had a slinky-conference, the Cold War would have been so much shorter:

Oh, the fury…

25/09/08

Never, ever post to newspaper comments boxes.

Never, ever, ever post to newspaper comments boxes.

Never, ever, ever, ever, ever post to newspaper comments boxes.

Never. Ever. Ever.

And another freaky thing

25/09/08

A woman just rang my doorbell to tell me I hadn’t voted in the local by-election yet.

As it happens, I voted at seven fifteen this morning.

“I voted at seven fifteen this morning,” I said.

“Oh,” she responded, looking a bit confused, “we don’t have you on our EARS list.”

“EARS?”

“Yes. When you vote, it goes into the system, and it comes up on our computer if you haven’t voted.”