Meet Tiger, the dog with food on its head. One very patient dog!
There’s blood in the water, and the hammerhead shark known as Ed Miliband is hungry for more.
I’ve just spent the morning and part of the arvo making a website in German. Google Translate is apparently pretty decent, according to the client — it only needed a couple of corrections. It’s not ready for the public yet, but we’re getting there.
TMI #3
3 February 2012 · Comment
The angle of this shot is slightly different to the others — maybe I was standing too close to the mirror.
Danny Alexander ends student loans chief’s tax arrangement: basically, the civil servant running the Student Loans Company was being paid like a contractor. But what amuses me most in this article is realising that the head of the civil service is now a Lord. Given his nickname, GOD, he is now Lord God. Heh.
When someone eats something unhealthy (that’d be me doing the eating — heh), no one else is affected at that point. When someone smokes, everyone around them (and even some distance behind) has to smell it. Sure, tax crap food if you want, but I managed to quit smoking and nicotine addiction is not an excuse. There are alternative ways to get the hit.
I have thought about breastfeeding, and I wonder if it’s something else I’m going to fail at.
Every day I’m shufflin’
2 February 2012 · Comment
If Neil even tried to be annoying while I was watching Downton Abbey, he’d be bopped on the head.
LMFAO, however, never fail to amuse.
Guilder
1 February 2012 · Comment
This is Guilder. She is a Papillon.
She’s quite old and has a cataract in one eye (can you spot it?) — and no teeth. But she’s a happy dog and follows her owner, Pat, everywhere.
Oh, and she’s camera-shy. I had to use the zoom because she walked away when I got too close with the Olympus. She was happy to be petted, though.
I’ve been learning new things all the time since I found out I was up the duff, one of which is attachment parenting. I’m definitely not granola enough to do it all, but I think I might be able to handle something in between, i.e. be moderate.
Now, this is just being over-sensitive and nitpicky. Is it just “no fun” being poor in Singapore? Not the best choice of words, true, but what a melodramatic response!
And so the ‘I’m a big man!’ politicking begins: Sinn Fein wants referendum on united Ireland.
NBC pulls donkey semen episode of Fear Factor — uh, it’s called the Fear Factor. If people are fucking crazy enough to sign up, they know what they’re in for and the network is being chickenshit.
Healthifying my junk (food)
31 January 2012 · Comment
Naan pizzas sound incredibly good (via ljcfyi).
Regular pizza bases with our own toppings also work for me. I know it’s not hard to make your own pizza base, but remember that I hate cooking. Baking is even more than foreign territory — it’s a bloody minefield.
Or pita breads. Mini pizzas for lunch sound good to me!
Man, I’m hungry.
If you want America to return to greatness, or you want to drag America even further down the spiral, you can’t go wrong by voting for Newt. If you get what I mean.
More proof that anything large and powerful is going to go bad: How We All Pay For the Huge Tax Privileges Granted to Religion — It’s Time to Tax the Church. See also Fleecing the flock: The big business of swindling people who trust you.
