urinaliterary frequency

Number 6 said that I'm allowed two posts per month, so here is the second. Life has been very hectic recently - what with my birthday (either the 5th or the 21st) , work, study and home duties uploaded into the domestic backpack encumbering the forced march of drudgery. Nothing that a debriefing and enhancing guinness hasn't fixed. Actually I've mainly been smacking mobs in WoW and someone else has been doing the dishes, weeding the garden, and mowing the dog. I did find time this week to build my new PC (I used soy sauce rather than hydrofluoric acid - works on sashimi too) and as these words have made it onto the extraweb then it must have worked to some extent. Lachy inherited my previous AMD PC, and the wee twinnies inherited his P4 troublesome truck. I thought for a horrible moment that I would have to join the wireless half of the household but at the last second found a spare RJ45 socket.
Bella, Taffy, Jennie, Lachy and Genna @ Lighthouse beach April 2008

There was a fatal shark attack off Ballina a week or two back, so they shut down the whole coast until they had caught the culprit. Made lighthouse beach a lonely place on which to build sandcastles and chase 2cm albino crabs. It Seems John D (the man to whom I owe many a sanity saving weekend off-call from the last several years) is back off to Tassie with a new love. Good to hear - always been fond of John. Goon, but not forgotten: have just finished torrenting the last of the Goon shows to make up the whole 175ish episode set. Between that and Terry Pratchett: a well rounded education for Taffy.

All dwarfs are by nature dutiful, serious, literate, obedient and thoughtful people whose only minor failing is a tendency, after one drink, to rush at enemies screaming "Arrrrrrgh!" and axing their legs off at the knee.

-- (Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!)