A bit of nonsense...

ddvmor · **I am the Jammie King!**

A bit of nonsense...

sha76jam · Cpt Acorn Short of An Oaktree

Hmmm, so I wrote a reply, pointing out you still had typos, but it's not here! That'a a pretty big typo itself really.

Henglegert Rinkerdink · Sorry... I must have the wrong street.

I'm bored too today. I mean I have stuff to do but my body hurts and I'm tired so it ain't going to happen tbh.

As was leaving for work today, however, I encountered a slug on my path. The weird thing is it reared up at me ... like a cat trying to make itself look bigger. I assume in an attempt to "frighten me off". Now, this is the second time a slug has reared up at a time where it was possible for me to witness said event, but the first time it happened I think I pretended it didn't because I didn't believe slugs did ... or could ... rear up. Most odd.

I discovered yesterday that the most irritating plant to prune is a wysteria ... and the most painful is a climbing rose.

I was suprised to learn this morning that some people still think the orange bit of a scallop is it's foot.

Axl Rose has confirmed he is a bell end of the highest order with his shenanegans and mouth-offing at Reading and Leeds festivals this weekend.

I think Jenson Button may become Vettels official arch nemesis after Saturday.

These are just a few of the things that are rolling around my head today. That and the theme to Rentaghost.

That is all ....

Aodan · Teiam Member

I had to go to the ATM for some cash this morning. There was a big glob of dried spit right in the middle of the screen. That got me wondering whether the spit was triggered by some bad news, or whether it was just a random spitting incident. Presumably one has to actually go up to the ATM in order to spit right into the middle of the screen - unless the spitter was some sort of highly trained sniper-spitter. Snitter?
Perhaps it was a sneeze, or perhaps he was running a scam like in Office Space and he noticed his bank account was suddently a brajillion dollars fuller than it was earlier.
I've just listened to a four-way conversation in my office where the participants were trying to work out the name of that film with whats his name who played Forrest Gump and he was cast away on a desert island and had a football for a friend. The converas5tion went on for ages, and I could have ended it after the first12 seconds by telling them the name of the movie. But I didn't. Does that make me a bad person?
Just bask in the glory of knowing that you're more pop-culturally aware than they are.
There was an incident in the Argos car park in Bedminster this morning that I was going to tell you about, but without context it wasn't really going to have any impact. I wrote a thread a year or so ago about a similar incident that I was going to link to, but I couldn't find it, so I'll save the story 'til I do.
/coolstorybro
In the meantime, if you fancy an amusing trip down memory lane, I can recommend this thread which has pretty much everything you might want.
Did you ever find out where the peacock came from? My aunt has a couple that she finds in her yard occasionally. She's not sure where they come from either.
Last night I had a dream that I was herded into a bus going somewhere. Jessica from True Blood was on the bus with me, which turned into an airplane taking us.. somewhere. I'm not quite sure where, but we did have to refuel the bus, so we started to land, and I immediately recognized it as Bristol (because there was a huge sign saying BRISTOL) and thought hey! This is where the JDK lives! So I found a postcard, and wrote on it that I was here and that I would be gone before the postcard got to you, and got 4 stamps of varying sizes, and posted it. Then we played dodgeball or kickball or something with a bunch of heavily pierced goth kids while we waited for the bus driver/pilot to go to the bathroom. (He broke the toilet btw.. when I went in there after him, the toilet was on it's side, and there was no bathroom break for me!)

/CoolDreamBro

ddvmor · **I am the Jammie King!**

sha76jam wrote:
Hmmm, so I wrote a reply, pointing out you still had typos, but it's not here! That'a a pretty big typo itself really.

Mine pales into insignificance by comparison. (That is not the first time I've used that sentence...)

Henglegert Rinkerdink wrote:

As was leaving for work today, however, I encountered a slug on my path. The weird thing is it reared up at me ... like a cat trying to make itself look bigger. I assume in an attempt to "frighten me off". Now, this is the second time a slug has reared up at a time where it was possible for me to witness said event, but the first time it happened I think I pretended it didn't because I didn't believe slugs did ... or could ... rear up. Most odd.

Perhaps they were both the same slug. perhaps it mistook you for Jensen Button.

Aodan wrote:

There was an incident in the Argos car park in Bedminster this morning that I was going to tell you about, but without context it wasn't really going to have any impact. I wrote a thread a year or so ago about a similar incident that I was going to link to, but I couldn't find it, so I'll save the story 'til I do.
/coolstorybro

Hmm. I now have an addendum to this story. A footnote, if you will. A further, lengthy, incident that took place in the corridor at lunchtime. Sadly without the original thread, you will never appreciate it. Needless to say, I got my just desserts!

Aodan wrote:

Last night I had a dream that I was herded into a bus going somewhere. Jessica from True Blood was on the bus with me, which turned into an airplane taking us.. somewhere. I'm not quite sure where, but we did have to refuel the bus, so we started to land, and I immediately recognized it as Bristol (because there was a huge sign saying BRISTOL) and thought hey! This is where the JDK lives! So I found a postcard, and wrote on it that I was here and that I would be gone before the postcard got to you, and got 4 stamps of varying sizes, and posted it. Then we played dodgeball or kickball or something with a bunch of heavily pierced goth kids while we waited for the bus driver/pilot to go to the bathroom. (He broke the toilet btw.. when I went in there after him, the toilet was on it's side, and there was no bathroom break for me!)

/CoolDreamBro

Even though there were many fascinating events in this dream, I choose to ignore them all to focus on one minor bit: I was, albeit indirectly, in your dream. You dream about me. You think I'm dreamy. :)

I never remember my dreams. I'm vaguely aware that I have had them, but I don't remember a thing about them. Good thing really, cos my brain is so full of junk as it is, that if I had to startthinking about dream things as well, I may lose my tenuous grasp on reality. I'd like to keep my marbles, thanks. Especially this pretty, blue one.

I had a steak and cheese subway for lunch today. I was bloody starving, so I decided to go for a footlong. The annoying thing is that, having gobbled it down, I'm still hungry. How is that even possible after a footlong?

Also, The predictive text on my phone changed a friend's surname to 'Hellabore' this morning. Fortunately I spotted it before sending it to her, but I'm wondering - is it some sort of warning? And what the hell kind of word is 'Hellabore'? What the hell is it doing in my phone's dictionary. Is Steve Jobs f*cking with my mind again?

Furthermore, just before I hit the post button, I noticed that my sandwich had been the subject of a further tyop - it was stead and cheese. Fortunately, i spotted this before I posted, so no-one needs to know!

Damn...