Quote of the Week
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I was playing with "dissassociated press", which is a silly computer thing that takes text and mangles it randomly. The above is part of the result when fed a couple of day's worth of Bee.
I've been spending the last few evenings doing geeky stuff with my laptop. I was up until around 3ish on Saturday night, and I still haven't finished tinkering. I was thinking about going to the pub tonight, but then Jean Knee complained about there not being any Wordy Wednesday, so I decided I'd better stay in and do one. Not that I mind, of course, Jean Knee. Don't feel guilty about depriving me of a social life or anything...
Actually, before I feel guilty about making Jean Knee feel guilty, I probably wouldn't actually have gone. Well, maybe not.
Spot the Difference
I'm sure you've seen this already. Some lumps in the bottom left hand corner of the trench vanished. I think this might be mischievous Martians, but the boffins reckon that it was ice that melted, and that this might indicate that there is or was life on the Red Planet. Now, if the ice had been in a glass of Gin and Tonic, that would definitely be a sign of civilisation...