I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always half empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth.
…Janeane Garofalo
Tag: qotd
Quote of the day: Alice Cooper
Everything his publicist told me about Alice Cooper is true. He’s articulate, funny and engaging. A Conservative Christian who’s been sober for 25 years, he’s 61; on a scale of affability, he’s far closer to his late friend Bob Hope than he is to, say, John Lydon. Age suits him; the wrinkles strangely complement his carefully dishevelled head of luxuriant, ink-black hair.
“In 1969, you said: ‘Live fast, die young and leave a good-looking corpse.’ That hasn’t worked, has it?”
“No. Which is funny, because all my buddies from the early days – the guys I used to drink with – they’re all dead. Jim Morrison. Janis Joplin. Jimi Hendrix.”
Taken from an article in the Independent.
quote of the day
You bought a fan?
Yes mother, it’s in the box over there.
Is that a fan? (pointing to box)
No mother, it’s a sausage.
Quote of the day
On swine flu:
It’s humbling that I could be killed by 3.2kbytes of genetic data. Then again, with 850 Mbytes of data in my genome, there’s bound to be an exploit or two.
Original source: an interesting piece comparing the flu virus to a computer virus, and on hacking H1N1:
Quote of the day
If I have to check all my assumptions, I’ll never get any science done.
Quote of the day
I have come to the realization over the last few months that in the reign of enlightened despotism so graciously bestowed upon us by our glorious superiors, information does not trickle down to us peons as we clearly lack the higher cognitive ability to process this super-high-strategic level information. We just do the monkey work. It is a happy place.
Differences in parenting styles
My mom used to drive up to Montreal, do a grocery shop, wash my dishes and then go back home.
My mom used to come up to Chester, eat all my food, criticize the state of cleanliness of my flat and then go home.
The power of bacon
There are few problems in life that can’t be fixed with the judicious application of cured pig products.
A good dose of Britishness
The Beeb was running an article this morning about how people were bombarding the Imperial War Museum about information on how people coped with shortages and rationing during the war in case there’s the Great Depression, part deux.
Katy said, as a quote of the day, that she liked WWII propaganda posters because they were cheery and colourful. I like them because they’re sensible, down to earth and are a proper example of the British stiff upper lip mentality.
More thoughts of the day
Being British is about driving in an German car to an Irish pub for a Belgian beer, then traveling home, grabbing an Indian curry or a Turkish kebab on the way, to sit on Swedish furniture and watch American shows on a Japanese TV. And the most British thing of all? Suspicion of anything foreign.
Heaven is where the police are British, the chefs Italian, the mechanics German, the lovers French and it is all organized by the Swiss. Hell is where the police are German, the chefs British, the mechanics French, the lovers Swiss and it is all organized by the Italian.