Way's World

Monday, 28 July 2003

64 into 32 won't go...

I'm not one of life's natural winners - You can guarantee that if it's raining outside and I have to catch a bus, I'll get to the bus stop 3 seconds after the bus has pulled away, you get the idea. However, every now and then a little ray of light breaks free and shines on me...

The local PC store have had an offer on recently for a half price, 32Mb Disgo (you know, those portable storage thingies) - £30 reduced to £15, while stocks last. I've fancied one for ages 'cos I think they're pretty nifty gadgets, but didn't want to fork out loads of money for one. I popped in at lunchtime and there was an empty battered box on display, bearing a sticker which read, "Take this empty box to the checkout to purchase," so off I trundled with my fifteen pounds. The lady took my money, and called for someone to bring one of the packaged Disgo's to me.

After a couple of minutes, this young lad appears, looking frustrated. "I can't find any already boxed, I'm gonna need to put this one in the display box," he exclaimed. Fine I thought, it's coming straight out of the box when I get home anyway, so he took the Disgo (bearing a huge, handwritten "32Mb" label) and shoved it in the box.

I got back to work and thought I'd admire my purchase and read the instructions (I know it sounds geeky, but it's a gadget!), and lo and behold, he's given me a 64 Meg Disgo! Cheers mate!

Saturday, 26 July 2003

Prince Charles & the Stick Man

Poor little Stick Man...

Prince Charles Shock Exclusive!

There I was, minding my own business clicking random links on the web when I found this - Prince Charles' chopper!! Shock horror!!!

Thursday, 24 July 2003

Don't worry, the Bee's happy...

There's a woman that I work with who's really into saving the environment, animals and so on. Anyway, she was late for work this morning (and she's never late), so when we asked her why she came out with the most ridiculous story I've heard in a while.

It had rained a bit overnight, and as she was leaving her house she saw a bee lying on the ground, dripping wet. Now where you or I might just ignore it (or tread on it to put it out of it's misery), she picked it up, took it back in the house and dried it off by dabbing it with a piece of kitchen roll, and then finished off by huffing on it! She then left it on the kitchen sideboard to recover.

When she came back after lunch she was really pleased with herself, because the bee was nowhere to be seen. She was convinced it had flown away, and she seemed happy until I suggested that her cat might have eaten it... 8-)

Wednesday, 23 July 2003

"I'll have cheesy bread with that..."

"Eating pizza could help reduce the risk of certain forms of cancer, according to researchers at a Milan pharmacology centre." That'll do for me!

Sunday, 20 July 2003

More Power!

I had a difficult choice today - either help Linda clear the garden, or get the power tools out and chop bits off doors - hmmm...

So, while Linda got dirty stuffing pieces of greenery and bits of the old shed into black bin bags, I decided that it was time to take half an inch off the airing cupboard doors. We had a water leak a few months back and needed new carpet as a result - when it was fitted, the doors wouldn't open, so they've just been resting against the wall since then.

I was a little bit apprehensive because they're made of that laminated chipboard stuff, but a friend had told me that as long as I cut from the back there shouldn't be a problem with the laminate splitting on the front side, and he was right! As a matter of fact, there was no splitting at all, so all in all I made a good job of it. Still haven't put the doors back up, though!

Saturday, 19 July 2003

Chainsaw carving and fluffy rugs

Today, Linda & I went to the Dorset Garden Show at the new Canford Park Arena, with special guest star Tommy Walsh (I mean, Tommy Walsh was there, we didn't go with him...)

Anyway, there were a few tacky stalls selling crystals and lucky charms, but all in all it was quite good! We saw the aforementioned Tommy Walsh, but he seemed to have been accosted by a woman who was determined not to let go of his hand until she'd finished telling him her life story. Poor sod.

There was a bloke there carving tree stumps into all sorts of brilliant sculptures (owls, peacocks, etc) using a chainsaw! He was onto a nice little earner as his other job was a tree surgeon, so he's getting paid to chop the things down and then he's selling them on for a tidy sum. We couldn't afford them, so we settled for a couple of collapsible chairs and a rug to bung in the boot of the car.

Wednesday, 16 July 2003

Hello All!

Here I am, sunburnt to a crisp... Thank goodness for Great British weather! We've had some brilliant weather this weekend just gone, and on Sunday (for probably only the second or third time this year) my legs were exposed to the elements. Unfortunately, I picked a spot that was getting a lovely sea breeze, and by the time I realised what was happening, it was too late!

I woke up on Monday morning and couldn't move! My legs were locked in position, and it was hell!! Worse still, I had to phone work and tell them what had happened. Now I'm back I'm getting pestered every five minutes or so by my colleagues saying, "Go on, show us yer legs!"

Never mind, eh!