For various reasons I’ve been asked several times over the last few days what my ideal job would be. Good question, potentially boring answer. A job that pays? (Hey, it’s a start.) I think I gave different answers each time, based on what I was thinking about at that precise moment, so here’s an amalgamation [...]
Posts from ‘April, 2009’
Friday Cat Blogging: Turtle loves cat
I’d say I’m sorry to those of you who were disturbed by my turtle rapes shoe post a month ago, but then I’d be lying, and lying is wrong. In fact I have yet to be as entertained by anything since, and the idea that some of you were grossed out only makes it funnier. [...]
Not really a Les Miz fan either, now that you mention it
Everyone seems to be blogging about or Facebook-posting about or twittering about Susan Boyle, the middle-aged Scottish chick who sang “I Dreamed a Dream” (snore) on Britain’s Got Talent. It’s so old a story, even my dad’s heard about it, because he brought it up today when I was visiting. Fine, hurray, dowdy old lady [...]
Hillsborough
I’m sure those of you in England and Europe are possibly sick of, or saddened by, all the coverage today on the 20th anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster, but I only noticed the date from a rather emotional Metafilter thread I saw a few hours ago. Wow, 20 years. If you don’t know what I’m [...]
Pretend it doesn’t exist
I was reading Raincoaster’s story about her experience with Robert Pickton (if you’re not from around Vancouver, the dude’s a serial killer) tonight with great interest. Strangely this is only one of several stories I’ve heard from people recently about their altercations (luckily with no result) with serial killers, which kind of contradicts my view [...]
Friday Cat Blogging: nom nom nom
I don’t remember why I was searching for this but earlier this week I was wondering the chances of my cat eating me, should I unexpectedly die and nobody notice for a while. According to a Straight Dope article: very good. “In a day or two”. It seems your dog would wait several days before [...]
