Life between coffees.
Where’d that come from?
The Age tells me that daylight savings starts tonight. Most years I’m waiting, waiting, waiting for it turn up. I thought I had another week of 5.00 AM wake ups. At least this means summer is on the way and it’s barbeques for dinner.
That’s it.
Work is done. I’m now on two weeks glorious holidays with nothing planned.
Who is up for lunch?
Amazon.com have just introduced the most amazing feature. Not only can you search for a book by title, author or subject you can now search the text of over 120,000 books.
This interwebthingymajig gets more impressive day by day.
Attention Australians.
In a fit of unbridled stupidity on behalf of his employer Nigel has been retrenched, and with only two weeks severance.
Me thinks he will need a drink or two so we should all band together and send him some proper beer, a six pack of VB at least. Not sure how we’d get a slab over there but it’s worth a shot.
Donations to me, I’ll make sure they get to Nigel in his hour(s) of need.
JD on MX points out that Google now offers inline definitions.
Simply chuck define: in front of your word or phrase and Google returns definitions for your query from the web.
See it in action : define:blog
Trust us, you’re not half as sick of hearing about our neighbours as we are but this one shows a death defying twist of non-logic.
Rae has just been out to ask elder Neanderthal to turn down his Doof Doof music ’cause our 7 year old was trying to sleep. He grunted and left. Minutes later Mother (one from the Anthony Perkins school) knocked on our door. Apparently we had said something to her precious and didn’t give him a chance to respond. Rae told her again (speaking very-very slowly).
“That’s okay, I agree with that.” she drawled and shlomped off, glass of red sloshing in her hand as drops spilt on her moccasins.
So, not waking someone at 8.30pm is a fair and reasonable request.
Waking the same person at 5.30am is fair game.
Minds at work, great minds indeed.
Ah dear.
The neighbours (who we really don’t give a toss about now) have done it again. This week they complained we were blocking the driveway. Right. We never have. Maybe they meant to complain about themselves when they wash their car in the drive or when they have unannounced gardening sessions that block our drive for two hours.
Regardless.
If you are going fabricate lies about us blocking a drive, don’t be stupid enough to go and do this two days later. We have a digital camera. You don’t.
At last, it’s gone. The personal loan I got seven years ago for my first car, and which, from memory, was refinanced twice to pay off credit cards and other odds and sods was finally paid off today. Of course Westpac have sent me a letter inviting me to get in to debt with them again but for them I have two words : sod off. The loan has gone, the Visa is at record low levels and there is a little money in the bank. Now it’s just rinse and repeat until the card is gone too and there’s lots in the bank.
Anybody know what happened to The Sundays?