So the Yorkshire Soul is thrilled we haven't managed to lose the 2007 World Cup. I sense though it has more to do with his overriding disdain for all things Aussie than any particular concern with Windies' fortunes. No matter, "The enemy of mine enemy is my friend"; at least until the CABLE & WIRELESS 2004 SERIES then I may have to re-evaluate my position.
This blog has submitted itself to yet another search engine. Why, dear god, why? A strong suspicion is being formed that this blog might be something of an exhibitionist. All these reciprocal linky things, not to mention the gratuitous animated gifs, are killing the page. It may be time for the bi-monthly curettement.
Re-reading Hitch Hikers' Guide...Brilliant stuff.
Far back in the mists of ancient time, in the great and glorious days of the former Galactic Empire, life was wild, rich and largely tax free.
Mighty starships plied their way between exotic suns, seeking adventure and reward amongst the furthest reaches of Galactic space. In those days spirits were brave, the stakes were high, men were real men, women were real women, and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri.
(Excerpt from The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Page 634784, Section 5a, Entry: Magrathea)
More Hitch Hikery Things
The game is addictive and absolutely tortuous. Somebody tell me how to avoid getting killed by flying timber.
Hitch-Hiker's Guide to Evolutionary Computation
Help build the Guide
Get a Babel Fish
...and if Little Johnny jumped off the roof?
A young Aussie almost dies over a $20 dare to eat backyard slugs.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
5 Ninjas, 1 Kitten and a Fifth of Vodka!