Shiny

Prayer for the Shiny:

Shiny, who art encased in metal or plastic,
Hallowed be thy circuitry.
Thy functionality amazes.
Thy reassuring weight soothes,
In pocket as it is in the hand.
Give us this day our free firmware patches.
And forgive us our hacks,
As we occasionally forgive those who leave bugs.
And lead us not into Microsoft,
But deliver us from DRM.
For thine is the shiny,
and the power-charger, and the eyestrain,
for ever and ever.
Ah, where’s my credit card?

By way of raising a smile

The really rather enjoyable Mock The Week crew on Gordon Brown:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_Cbb7nECTs]

Don’t play poker with me

gyygbde2Long time readers of this here blog will know that I have a long history of making a fool of myself in front of celebrities and people of note (the latter category frequently including writers). Today is no exception.

I didn’t set out to spot him. I am not a paparazzi, nor do I feel it necessary to accost people on the street for the autograph and to be honest all I really wanted was a sandwich, possibly a banana. What I got was an awkward pavement shuffle with Anthony Stewart Head as I tried to return to the office. Now, I thought I did a pretty good job of masking the whole OMG-it’s-him-that-played-Giles-on-Buffy-why-do-I-suddenly-want-to-drink-coffee-from-a-red-mug moment and adopted a Vulcan like exterior as I sidestepped him. Especially considering the long flowing coat he was wearing could have been straight out of the Giles costume cupboard. But judging from the look I got he must have caught my momentary lapse of recognition.

That’s right: he gave me the Uther Pendragon patented glower.

*sighs* At least I didn’t nearly kill him (Noel Fielding, bicycle, Oxford street, you get the idea).

Dear Southeastern

Dear Southeastern,

Thank you so much for the notification on train fares rising.

It means so much to me that you think I, along with thousands of my fellow residents, can afford yet another above inflation rise in the price of my ticket that takes my travel costs to nearly a hundred pounds a month. Clearly you have a much higher opinion of me than either my bank or employer.

The gift of assumed economic status is nothing compared to your unparallelled generosity in consistently keeping me on the train in the mornings well past my expected time of arrival (pretty much every week in November) and thus preventing me from wasting my valuable time attending meetings that would only distract me from important matters of the day. You know: like whether I have a towel in my bag to wipe of the sweat from your lavish heating levels.

And it’s touching how concerned you are for my health. You’re quite right of course: being able to sit down on my way into work would be foolish and bad for my heart. Much better to stand and build up my immunity by breathing in my fellow commuter’s germs. Ah Southeastern: you are the line that just keeps giving.

In fact, so impressive is your service that sometimes you’re able to take the entire day off. Sometimes two or three times in a row. Naturally, during your sabbaticals,  I don’t expect you to make alternative arrangements for us mere mortals simply in order that we can go to work. As for safety – well who doesn’t enjoy a good punch up after a hard day’s work?

Personally, I think you do a fine job and that the South East of London is clearly a bastion of wealth, suffering in no way from crushing poverty, unemployent and under investment. Our glorious towers of classic 1950s architecture clearly show the flow of money through the hills of Woolwich, Thamesmead and the like. It is clearly nonsense to talk of the importance of the rising number of commuters being able to get into the city easily as having any impact on the economy of the region. Dear me, that would be like saying public transport has an impact on the economy as well as the environment.

Utter poppycock of course. Personally I can’t stand travelling by train in say France or Hong Kong. I mean what is someone supposed to do with all that space and clean air and if you arrive everywhere on time what do you do with all that extra time you have? Sell it?

So thank you Southeastern – I will give up my hundred pounds a month willingly. What’s that? A funny smell on the notes? Oh pay no attention to that, we’re simply in the process of improving your sensory experience of cash.

Neil

PS – Please find this chocolate log that I baked especially as a token of my appreciation.

Fantasy Christmas Shopping

Everything I learned about Christmas shopping I learned from reading fantasy:

1. You can only succeed at the end of a long journey.

2. Witches come in all shapes and sizes, even wearing tracksuits. Broom optional.

3. Not everyone who starts the quest will make it to the end. Their sacrifice will not be forgotten.

4. On your return from the magic lands of light you will find your coin has turned to paper.

5. Your wit will come in handy but is no substitute for a good broadsword.

6. A good packhorse is worth its weight in gold.

7. Maps will lie and the roads will shift when you’re not looking.

8. If you wander into an Oubliette Marks and Spencer you’re lost, you must pray for help from afar.

9. The small ones are the most fearsome, avoid if you can.

10. Only when you have stopped looking will you find the object of your quest.

Rhod Gilbert

I’ve now come down with a rather bad cold and so am still not really doing much other than work. In place of actual fresh content here’s another slice of Rhod Gilbert’s stand-up:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaWX1cc8xNk]

How to kill your blog and other lessons

So apparently posting about CMS was not a smart move as my traffic has done a great big swanny. Ah well, worth a try. However, that’s not why I’m making a post so short it’s practically a tweet.

You will recall my appeal for donations for fellow blogger Abbi and the Movember appeal. I’m pleased to report she did indeed reach target and is currently sporting a large comedy moustache, proving of course the danger in making rash promises on the internet. :)

You should really pop over and take a look. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go back to laughing my arse off. (Yes, I am easily amused).

24 Ice Cream

My eye is still bad but – I think – getting better but I’m limiting computer time to essential work stuff and Forever for now. In the place of real content here’s the rather brilliant Ross Noble:

[youtube=http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=9UyHa1mkB6Q]

Just don’t ask him about monkeys.

Keeping things in perspective

You gotta laugh, even if it is nervously whilst flicking back and for between news sites:

[youtube=http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=5ewsM0dauBA]

True

OK, this is doing the rounds but I thought some readers may not have seen it yet. Comedy gold.

The original advert:

[youtube=http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=XTAjj3v-iqs]

The eight years on US Election reunion:

[youtube=http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Qq8Uc5BFogE]

This one comes via Joe, if you haven’t checked out his fiction you really should. One of the finest short story writers working today and his first novel is pretty good as well.

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