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Because it was too fun!

Posted in Entertainment, Life, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 23, 2012 by urbannight

strewth! I just got slapped with a wet salmon – really – I have not updated this since you last visited… You would not believe how terribly tardy the Victorian internet can be. I prostrate myself in sorrow and beg thy forgiveness..

I am lost in a sea of pseudo-olde-english with learning to play lawn bowls, being distracted by the shiny, just generally being asleep, dreaming and chancing to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day is a nightmare I would like to wake up from mid-morning to sun down and beyond. I am plotting and planning. perchance.

I swear on the bones of my ancestors to send a missive out on the wire, post-haste. Fully! Unless of course the pool with the cocktail bar is heated!.

Why Murphy Why?

Posted in Apartments, Life, Technology, Uncategorized, Work with tags , , , , , , , , on October 20, 2010 by urbannight

This is not a blog so much as it is a statement of fact in a questioning form.

Why is it that when you are running slightly late, the world suddenly conspires against you to make you more and more late as each occurance adds up?

The alarm that was set and on but did not go off.

The vacuum cleaner that decided not to suck and that was the last bag.

The wasted time searching for a phone to call work to let them know you are behind. The phone you never find before leaving.

The well-dressed lady in the cross-walk that suddenly stops in the middle and can’t decide if she is going to turn around and go back, continue on, or wander out into the middle of the intersection.

The intersection you cannot get through on your green light because all of the turning traffic from the crossroad is still blocking it.

Who is Murphy and can we take out a hit on him?