Apropos of absolutely nothing, it occurred to me that ‘Deep-Fried Mars Bar’ would be a whole lot more accepted as a culinary invention if it were termed ‘Glasgow Tempura.’
Asides
Right!
I’m off.
Biscuits
For this, the web was invented.
Test
Test
Test post from Newton. Please ignore. Or dance in the streets, it it makes you feel better.
On being a European
Something I just wrote in another forum, of which I’m instantaneously rather fond:
We’re Europeans, dammit. We’ve all invaded each other already, it’s not like we aren’t friends!
Ilya, I miss you
Damn, I wish Ilya was up. It would most certainly like this.
Teaspoons.
Must write the teaspoon story. This is a placeholder until I do.
Geekery
One day, 13 hours to go… and no more room on my desk. Damn.
Five years on.
It’s five years since the Newton was cancelled. Which means I’ve had my current one for… five years. No sign of it being retired: as the saying goes, ‘will the last person to leave the platform please turn off the backlight.’
No, this is what the web is for
Ever wondered what happens if you call the customer care number on the back of your food packageing? So did Matt Webb. Storming.