Random burblings since 1999
The wonder of the internet
What am I?
I am google searches that brought you here.
Poo Purchased
Solution found: walk into shop, spot a fake poo under the countertop, point and say “I’ll take one of the round ones”. Yes I’m wondering why I phrased it that way too.
Aside: If you are ever in Glasgow city centre, take 5 mins to visit Tam Shepherds Joke shop on Queen Street. It sells masks, joke equipment and magic equipment (if you can’t find it, just ask someone, if they come from the West of Scotland they will probably know of it). We bought our nephew some tricks there a while back and wandering in, unsure of what to get him, were delighted when Mr.Shepherd (we presume) happily spent 30 minutes chatting to us and showing us all manner of tricks, performing them right in front of us with great ease. There is nothing like a bit of magic to make your day.
He was at it again when I was in today. Five red foam balls disappearing and reappearing in front of my very eyes (well actually the eyes of the customer he was serving). So coupled with doughnuts this morning I’m in a very jolly mood indeed, and… wait… yes.. the sun has just peeked out from behind the clouds. A sure sign that I should pack up and take the afternoon off. If only… *sigh*
Nerds R Us
Over at curious frog the question You Might Be A Nerd If… is pondered.
Much as I would like to give some specific examples, the person in question, might, eh, um, that is, well, read, maybe, no let me start… will if he, emm, reads… yes, reads this… then.. well from the view that… ehhhh….
(Sorry, work colleagues should know who I mean, but no names!)
Searching for words
At lunchtime today I will be going shopping. I will be buying a ‘joke’ gift. I should stress that I am buying it for someone else.
Thing is I’m worried about how to phrase my request, which do you think:
What a quandary.
Ohh yes, I should explain why, shouldn’t I… well.. bear with me please…
Seemingly, in South Africa, for a bridal shower it is traditional for the bride to receive kitchen utensils. When she gets the present she has to guess what it is before opening it, if she gets it wrong she has to drink from the potty (filled with wine I hope). The brides mother (who works with Louise) thought it would be funny to put a plastic poo in the potty for a laugh…
Yes I think that’s what I was told… and no, I don’t know if I am being wound up or not.
EVIL
It stalks you, hunts you, toys with you and just when you think you have given it the slip, evil strikes back:
It forces you to stay up until the wee small hours ya know… it’s evil I tell ya, EVIL!!
(Actually it’s strangely addictive, but I’m not sure why…)
Iraq
War or conviction.