Month: April 2001

sports news: you’d think, to be honest, that by the time you are ten-nil down by half time, you’d just put all eleven men on the goal line and try and save some face.

time for a rant:
I think it is high time that we followed the Dutch and others and legalised euthanasia. It seems utterly preposterous to me that humans are kept alive artificially with often unbearable pain, complete loss of dignity and at great expense both financially for the community, and emotionally for the patient and their loved ones. Yet, at the same time, once our pets become seriously ill, we are ready to ease their suffering and provide a painless end to their misery.
The Dutch approach seems sensible to me – a regulated system that should (hopefully) prevent abuses. But I doubt that this sort of legislation could ever be passed here – too many people (the sort my father would call “do-gooders”) would object on whatever grounds. The churches would certainly not tolerate it – they would come out with the argument that it is not God’s will – but is it also not our duty (if we are believers or not) to alleviate pain and suffering where we can, and are we not fortunate to have the skills and technology available to do that?
I should like to record here, publicly, that if ever I am unfortunate enough to be in that position, I would rather my life was ended than for me to suffer and cause suffering to those around me.
rant ends.

Yesterday, somebody found my site by searching for fruit salad plants. Genetic engineering gone mad?

Graybo states the obvious: Meg would feel less tired if she went to bed earlier.

the about page has been revised slightly. feel free to wander over and refresh your memory on the subject of “who is Graybo?”

my mood is no better this morning, due in no small part to the fact that I had a crappy night’s sleep. I think it was probably a combination of paint fumes, over-tiredness and a head that was far too full of stuff. I slept only fitfully until about 4am, then solidly until 7, then dozily until after 8. Consequently, I was more than half an hour late for work this morning (although I did stop on the way to sort out some recycling and get together some decorating detritus to go to the refuse centre).
I really want things to work at the moment. But I mustn’t try too hard. And I must also accept, that sometimes, things don’t work. *And* I mustn’t be negative.

in other news: painted the bathroom ceiling (dull, yeh, I know) and continued to attempt to get my new PC to work, by adding a brand new CD drive (yup, dull again). sigh.

how to instil a huge sense of self-doubt in someone: lesson one:
make that person ponder whether or not they are, in fact, dull, living in the dullest place on the planet, leading a dull life, even if, previously, they believed they were not dull (well, not entirely), the place they lived in wasn’t dull (not very exciting, granted) and their life wasn’t in the least bit dull (hey! I bought a loo seat today! and ate a goose’s egg!).
my confidence has just been zapped.

highlight of the day so far (well, at least the highlight that is for public consumption): buying a new loo seat. Granted, today has not been the most exciting of days.

the perfect way to waste hours in the office – online Scaletrix. (and, yes, I know everyone has blogged this already [I think Davo was first], but it is just too good not to mention.)