Pick up thy bed
It took me a while to get mobile this morning – on waking I found my back frozen solid for some reason. It was rather worrying, in fact.
Eventually I tiptoed gingerly into work and I’m delighted to say that after spending most of the afternoon with an icepack at my back, all seems well once more.
Fingers crossed all will be well tomorrow as I have an “off-site” meeting at 9am (at which I full expect to get a deserved kicking, btw).
The Wii has been retrieved from the clutches of Tall Andy et familie but I’m not going to risk anything by trying a game of tennis. Maybe at the weekend.
Yep, it’s my fault
World stock slump hits second day? I picked the wrong time to liquidate some shares, didn’t I?
Damn.
Witty put down? Perhaps.
I forget its context now (which is probably a good thing vis a vis workplace confidentiality) but I’ve just remembered a response I’d miraculously come up with to a request of some sort. I say “miraculously” because the person making the unreasonable request (I’m sure it was unreasonable or I wouldn’t have responded like this) was still standing before me at the time.
What’s more (does this make it double miraculous?), the exchange was actually witnessed by beloved colleagues.
Anyway, you’ll be wondering what the response is. Trouble is, now that I come to finish off this post, it doesn’t seem quite as biting and clever as it did at the time. Oh well – you decide:
The trouble is that – what with all this global warming going on – it’s looking increasingly unlikely that conditions in Hell will ever be appropriate for me to do that.
You had to be there, I suspect.
Psychic abilities
You know, sometimes I can bond with readers.
For example, I can tangibly feel that Croila had a dull day at work today.
Do you feel it too?
No? Take a glance at the “Jungle Drummers” in the sidebar … 
Ha!
I’ve just received a spam comment that started:
If you delete this you will be unhappy until next Monday …
Only until next Monday? It’s a deal!
Geek Porn
Won’t anybody think of the children?!
WFH
That’s “Working From Home” for the acronymically challenged, by the way.
I’m alternating between working furiously away and lying flat out on the bed (listening to News24) with an ice pack on my sacroidal joints. Yep, the back’s playing up again.
This has given me the chance to get some work done without the interruptions of phones or beloved colleagues while fixing my decrepit body.
It’s also given me the chance to try out a few things.
Thanks to Croila I’ve been taking a first look at netvibes. Interesting and worth investigating in more detail, I think.
The news is going on about there being new penalties for using a mobile phone while driving. Correct me if I’m wrong, but if the police haven’t been enforcing the law up until now, why should changing the penalty make them any more likely to enforce it?
Care hearing due for obese child. News 24′s going to town on this story too – an eight year old boy weighing, um, a couple of stone less than me. What struck me was the quote attributed to his mother saying that social services should have stepped in before now. Talk about absolving yourself of any responsibility! I’ll bet she’s one of those people who also complains about the government interfering in peoples’ lives too.
Meanwhile the serious news is that 1.7m ‘will have dementia by 2051′. Based on the fun and games we’ve had finding somewhere that can look after dad, we’d better pull our fingers out and start building suitable places pretty damned quickly.