Month: September 2002

Yes, you too could own a street-legal Star Wars Land Speeder!
Can you imagine taking this thing to your local supermarket? At eight feet wide, could you get it into your supermarket’s car park? A bit more interesting than your average Ford Escort, it must be said.

Comments should be functioning again later. And I notice that the GBlogs recently-updated list is broken too.

Nick Robinson’s Newslog at the BBC is good, and appeals to the cynic in me (that’ll be all of me then, as I’m cynical to the core). Shame you can’t link to individual posts.

My e-mail inbox has been quiet all day. Not even much spam. Write to me?

Sorry for the quietitude – busy busy busy, mainly dealing with an idiotic customer who has returned a perfectly healthy plant for no discernible reason, and without contacting us first. So I’m just sending a fresh specimen back, with a note to the effect that the original one would have grown just fine if only you’d left it in the bloody ground!
I don’t mind offering good customer service. But I expect my customers to at least use a little savvy.

Whilst researching a long piece that will appear here on Wednesday, I found this: marketers explore product placements in music. As we all know well, Lola rhymes perfectly with Pepsi Cola. But we also know that the Beeb wouldn’t play it until it was changed to “cherry cola”.

Another air hockey game to enjoy on the wettest afternoon I’ve seen in ages.

Almost forgot – food and beer last night with Bren, Greg, Bora and Paul F.

Over the course of the weekend, at least four people told me, with varying degrees of subtlety, that I could use a little more exercise and a modification of diet. And, yes, I know I still haven’t fulfilled that resolution in the sidebar to take more exercise. I should really get my bike fixed so that I can get out on it a bit.
What I really hate though is coming to work, opening up the e-mail that contains my daily horoscope, and reading this:

Harrumph. I *like* food and drink! It takes hard work to maintain my reputation as an epicurean! sulk.

UPDATE: it’s not just me then.

Flash Long Jump – they seem a bit harsh on faulters.