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More testing!!, ah ha got the little so & so. 
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Your excitement and use of language is unprofessional.
(Yes, I see him too.)
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It's Saturday night/Sunday morning I have been drinking you expect me to be professional it work!!!! yay! 
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You mean this guy ?
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Yup, that's the dude, it's OK, I have now something in my profile got lost meaning I was a head. 
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I told you so, but you wouldn't listen!
Bad command or file name. Bad, bad command! Sit! Stay! Staaaay...
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The worst thing was I hadn't changed anything but the name! Put in my LinkedIn details again it works...
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ah so instead of losing your mojo, you lost your bob ?
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So, I have a regular order with Amazon, to send me nappies for Number 2 son, they deliver via DPD, who are normally pretty good.
Today DPD has been like a needy child, sending me not one, but three updates about my delivery slot on Monday. Fine, good to know you can get stuff to me (unlike Yodel) at a particular time (unlike Parcel Force).
But wait! Plot twist: a fourth e-mail arrived, the promised delivery slot on Monday is a lie. No, they tried to deliver today without warning. At work, when no one is in. To cap it all, they photographed the desolate Sunderland car park to prove I had the gall not to be sat there waiting for them, two days early.
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How dare you!
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Keith Barrow wrote: nappies for Number 2 son
Nominative determinism in action once again!
PooperPig - Coming Soon
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Keith Barrow wrote: desolate Sunderland car park There are some places one just cannot wait to visit. 
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On Monday, send them an e-mail with a photo of your drive without a delivery van in it, and note that that is them not delivering your package as scheduled.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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I combined all my stations which my wife hates to one station under pandora which she can uncheck. She is not completely happy with the arrangement. What shall I do?
My wife hates;
* Dolores O'Riordan
* Lisa Gerrard
* Christina Perri
I think they would make a great Pandora station? What say you?
What would be a good station name?
Rage against the narrative.
modified 21-Feb-15 17:50pm.
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You're just going to have to get divorced
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What "radio" stations? What "artists"?
What would you call it?
Would your wife agree?
Rage against the narrative.
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* Dolores O'Riordan
* Lisa Gerrard
The difficult we do right away...
...the impossible takes slightly longer.
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Attended a lecture by my former Professor; he quoted this from Lewis Carroll's 'Alice in Wonderland':
Alice comes across a fork in the road, and talks to the Cheshire Cat.
Alice: 'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
Cheshire Cat: `That depends a good deal on where you want to get to'.
Alice: `I don't much care where--'.
Cat: `Then it doesn't matter which way you go'.
Alice: `--so long as I get somewhere'.
Cat: `Oh, you're sure to do that, if you only walk long enough'.
A philosophical question: How many times have we tried to switch, before going 'long enough'?
Well, in my younger days, a number of times. With age, this has reduced.
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That doesn't take into account the fact that Alice was on an island. 
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Well, the Professor cleverly chose not to reveal this fact. 
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The Professor didn't want Maryann to get away.
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translation: Take a long one off a short one
Which of course makes instant recall of S. Daedelus' inquiry as to the meaning of the word 'pier' before his class of future snooty toffs a matter for his boss, Mr. Deasy, to debride S. of his personal knowledge of preserved fruit ... easy.
see:
Joyce
"Ulyssses"
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"...like that cat in the Russian story."
"Don't you mean the English story, the Cheshire cat?"
"Cheshire? No sir. Minsk, perhaps."
The language is JavaScript. that of Mordor, which I will not utter here
This is Javascript. If you put big wheels and a racing stripe on a golf cart, it's still a f***ing golf cart.
"I don't know, extraterrestrial?"
"You mean like from space?"
"No, from Canada."
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