Poisoning Your Friends

I just found out that the huge number of Worcester Sauce flavoured crisps that I gave to Rich may contain a tiny amount of this non-deadly chemical that everybody is raving about. I feel terrible about this. I've never particularly liked the taste of the darned things, but I didn't think they were as bad as that.

I'm getting kind of worried about the power of my blog. I write about Ikea and there are riots at the store. I write about Worcester Sauce and it turns out to be deadly.

Whatever next?

Uh

Mondays are when I have to do over three hours of lecturing. First to the .NET crew, then the CP test group and finally the first year C# course. The good news is that they are all great groups. We had some fun in the CP test session unpicking questions and trying to spot the naff answers. But it is quite hard work. When I get home on Mondays number one wife asks how I am and it usually takes me half an hour or so to decode the question and formulate an appropriate response. Which usually comes out "Uh".

And then a slow cooked meal. Number one wife bought a slow cooker and (although initially somewhat sceptical) I've now been won over. The plan was to do a double quantity and then freeze half. Yeah, right.

Crazy Picture for Crazy People

I've been taking silly pictures. I put one on my spoke blog. I don't see why you crazy people should miss out.

Hit by a sniper

Bah. Tried to buy something from ebay and was outbid. By a penny. I think the opposition was using sniping software. I let fly with my bid 4 minutes from the auction close. I think I should have waited until 30 seconds or so before unleashing my bidding powers. Never mind. There will always be another lot.

Oh, and thanks to Will for giving me the best definition of "pear shaped". He (or rather Google) reckons that it was started by pilots in WW1 who were being trained to fly loops. A circular one is what you want, but when it stops being round it ends up pear shaped. I guess the pilots that could do square loops got a special bonus.

Jargon

Just had an admissions day talk. I rattled through my material (sorry I spoke so fast folks, but there are a lot of words to get through) and then paused at the end to get my breath back and answer questions. I was asked what the difference is between a blog and a blag.

Blog: Internet based diary thing which is written by people with an internet connection and too much time on their hands. (I write two, go figure)

Blag: ask for (and hopefully get) something for free from someone richer than you.