

I had a girlfriend who could put a lit cigarette in (just the filter), suck in smoke, and fart out the smoke. I wonder if it was the same girl. Are you from Australia?


I had a girlfriend who could put a lit cigarette in (just the filter), suck in smoke, and fart out the smoke. I wonder if it was the same girl. Are you from Australia?


Sorry, these are in English:


Seriously, I do this too! Then after my shower I’ll come back and take a photo with my phone so I don’t lose it.
I got my (uncommon but not rare) surname and country code, similar to for example smith.uk, so I can have an email address like (but not exactly) john@smith.uk. That’s good enough for me.


I hadn’t heard that, thanks, I’ll check it out.




Hard boiled eggs, sliced thin like salami.
When I was working at a follow-the-Sun help desk, and had a micromanaging boss, we used this planner to book daily meetings across three different timezones.


Having a reason to give up gave me willpower.
My wife at the time was pregnant with our first child. I decided that if the kid wanted to smoke, he could make that choice when he was old enough, but I didn’t want him to grow up seeing that smoking was normal and usual. So I quit cold turkey, Easter Sunday, 1996.


I was thinking about this the other day. Why does the beep have to be louder than the speech, why does everyone use the same sound, why is there a beep at all? It seems very intrusive and distracting, I think white noise or even just silence would be better for the purpose of censoring.


There will be a big battery bank in each telephone exchange that supplies power until the generators start up. I always hated the battery room, it smelled and there was always the danger of hydrogen buildup. The telephone exchange can keep running on generators until mains power comes back on, or the fuel runs out. (The longest outage I’ve experienced personally on generators was 3 days). The expectation is always that mains power will be restored “soon”.
I like River Port Olde Style Lime, and sometimes Raspberry, but they’re hard to find, as most places just carry drinks from the big two brands.


None of his business, tell him to fuck off.


Latin, or even better, Klingon


Whoop de fucken doo.
Vegemite. That first heady whiff of yeast and salt when you open a new jar.