Parallel Accounting

2006-11-03

Not had one of these for a while. The brain needs emptied of gunk.

Poppies. Do other countries have this ridiculous poppy thing every November? Imitation poppies are sold between the end of October and the second Sunday of November to commemorate the end of the first world war. The proceeds go to something called the Earl Haig fund and gets used to help ex-soldiers who have fallen on hard times. Pretty ironic that the fund is named after the one person whose lack of caring about the contribution his tactics were having to the slaughter of soldiers, but otherwise I dare say the aims are laudable. What irritates me is that everyone who appears on television seems to have to wear one. If there’s going to be charitable donation and display shouldn’t it be voluntary, not a public relations diktat?

So what’s the point of those little butterfly shape bows on the font of bras? Or the thin lacy bit on knicker elastic? Pointless little decorations no-one ever notices. But there again I suppose no more pointless than the intricate stone carving high up on a church steeple. It just seems a lot of bother to go to…

Does the world know that UK’s winner of Big Brother this year is a Tourette’s sufferer? I was greatly amused by him complaining WANK last week about some of the things that he’d heard were written in WANKERS his autobiography. Perhaps it takes a Tourette’s man to come out SHIT with the obvious that celebrities PISS don’t actually read their own autobiographies, let alone write them. Er…WANK!

It turned very cold this week. Very. I arrived at work (by bicycle) with some of my extremities well frozen. Interestingly pleasing sensation as one extremity thawed..

Jim Carrey isn’t funny, is he? And Michael Caine can’t act. (I may have said that before, but it remains true)

I think it’s in France but somewhere it’s compulsory to print across the bottom of the screen the name and artist of any piece of music used in an advert. I wish we had that: every now and again I hear something I’d like to get on my MP3 player and have to sing it through to some words I can google to remember what it was.

And on that subject – isn’t Allofmp3.com brilliant? I like the idea of using Russia abuse of copyright laws to make my downloading habit legal and very cheap.

The bottle of purple ink I have on my desk has followed me through three office moves completely unused.

I’m thinking of investing in a Brazilian forestry fund although it seems ludicrous that so much of their forestry has been cut down that they’re now having to plant teak trees again.

I just cannot get used to the idea of Marathon bars being called ‘Snickers’. And Opal Fruits are now Starburst or something. Nonsense.

Oh, I do like the radio-controlled clocks that change for you when the ‘clocks go back’. Saves remembering which way they have to go each time – that ‘reminder’ “Fall back, spring forward” is useless isn’t it? It could just as easily be “Fall forward, Spring back”, couldn’t it? Maybe it is… And why do we have to wait until the end of March before they give us back our daylight? If four weeks after the equinox is OK in autumn, why shouldn’t it be four weeks before the equinox in Spring? Can’t imagine how you Norwegians cope with all that dark, Siri.

So – what DOES teen-spirit smell like?

Yesterday I woke to a bizarre discussion on the radio about green taxis. At least I think that’s what it was about.

At last! A phrase men and women can agree on about anal sex – “It makes your whole week!”


Kevin wrote at 1:40 p.m.