It’s probably an obvious statement at this point that I’ve let my blog fall by the wayside, somewhat. 7 posts this year, and 3 of those were about something that happened last year. I was thinking about this earlier this
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The gripping chronological account of our hero’s valiant but predictably futile attempts to try to sign up for a new mobile phone. Unmissable. ** The Scotsman.
Ultimate Bacon
So, Liz bought us bacon for bacon sandwiches this morning. Ultimate bacon. I said, “Babe, you’ve bought Ultimate Bacon”. She said, “Of course. I’m not having any of that Penultimate Bacon in the house”. What a legend.
Aaaand, GOODBYE productivity!
Aaaand, GOODBYE productivity!: GeoGuessr is a geography game which takes you on a journey around the world and challenges your ability to recognize your surroundings.
VIDEO: Flatulent fan interrupts snooker
VIDEO: Flatulent fan interrupts snooker: ON THE list of worst possible places for a flatulence problem to rear its head, the silent reverence of a world championship snooker match is definitely up there.
This.
This.
It’s puerile, but I’ve watched this about 47 times…
It’s puerile, but I’ve watched this about 47 times already.
Thought for the day: Relativity
One minute is calibrated in length by the number of oscillations a Caesium atom makes at a laboratory in France somewhere*. However, the subjective length of a minute is different to: – a person waiting a minute for their train
Daaaaain-ti-ly, daaaain-ti-ly
OK, so, what’s the deal with straight razor shaves? If I had 5p for every bridegroom who excitedly told me that on the morning of the wedding, the groom’s party were getting a wet shave from a barber, I’d have…
Pie chart fail.
Pie chart fail.