h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

MR, you mean you weren't allowed a sample for quality control measures and had to pay for it yourself!

Like it, Irv. I'm now imagining a lawsuit based on: "Disney encouraged my kid to injure himself in order to avoid queueing for rides."

I'm only in here because I'm having to use the internet to work on some coursework (due in Tuesday. Eek. Eek. Eek).

YUK ALERT. Toe has been duly pronounced upon by bored NHSDirect triage nurse, who is of the opinion that, as I can walk on it comfortably, it doesn't need taping, but I must stick to trainers for a couple more weeks and avoid high heels until the New Year. Also, leave it alone. Also also, if it starts to look crooked, come right back in - now it has deflated a bit, it doesn't look nearly so weird. She agreed it was 'probably broken'. But as it's my littlest and most stupid toe, who cares? It's not nearly so awkward as when I broke a middle toe (falling down stairs in stupid sandals - well, there was a lesson for me on footwear choices) and couldn't walk on it at all for days. She also posited that I might have not broken but dislocated it, and the horrible grinding thing was me accidentally pushing back into place. Oh. Ah. Yuk.

Hurrah for pubs with beer in!

I thought pubs always had beer in them. I must have missed something in the backlog.

Sheesh! Ag. I suppose it was far too much to ask that she XRay it then?

d'E MR's been fighting the State of California for a liquor license for the pub for quite some time. Turns out there's this old California law that requires people who want to obtain such a license to arm wrestle the governor for it -- which wasn't such a big deal til Arnold became the governor. But MR came out on top.

BTW, Congrats on the beer, MR!!!!

MR
A pub with no beer

Wasn't there a song about that...

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Well one more night to go in Crewe before I get to drive home, do the washing and pay the bills then drive back again

Talk about the North West being wet it certainly has been these last two weeks.
The park next to the hotel looks mor like a resovoir.

The trouble with working mostly nights is you don't get a chance to sample the pubs, but I did manage to get a couple of pints of Robinsons mild one lunchtime when I was swapping over to days



As for breaking bits of myself I hope I got that out of my system when I was a Kid, according to my mother I had a season ticket to A&E
From falling off things riding bikes into things etc.



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I hate snow, I especially hate having to shovel it.

BB, it's nice that they let you go home long enough to do the laundry,at least. And it's great to hear from you again.

The only actual broken bones, as in complete fractures, I've ever had are ribs. The doctors taped me up, but they didn't heal properly. So they had to rebreak them, scrape the ends and wire them together. I've had a few incomplete fractures - in both ankles, different times, thank goodness, on the top of my left foot and my right wrist. No digits. Then there are the ruptured discs. Not fractures, but a regular nuisance. I have three of those.

Now the forecast is for the ice to get here tomorrow night. We are supposed to have a 100% chance for freezing rain and sleet. Nice that they're positive about it. So the stores are alreaady selling out of ice melt and kerosene heaters and portable generators. Folks not wanting to be caught off guard like they were last year. I feel slightly optimistic about it all. The overhanging limbs that brought down the power lines in my neighborhood aren't there anymore. So unless the ice buildup is heavy enough to bring them down, my neighborhood should be okay. Unless some jerk drives his pickup into a transformer pole. Maybe I should get out the oil lamps and candles just in case. And bring in some wood. Right. Being prepared doesn't hurt anything.

Oh, it wasn't just the state of California, it was our uni administration, too. Between armwrestling the governor (Arnie's got some guns!) and jumping thru the flaming hoops set up by the administration, I'm tired.

But, truth be told, I'm tired in a really, really good way.

Congrats, MR!

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Out of curiosity what were the problems with getting a license? The fact it's on university property?

It's cold a wet in Yorkshire as well. No snow as yet though.

*the service lift opens and a group of CLI bots enter. They start clearing a space at the southeast corner of the salon, and put down plastic sheeting and a very large tub to receive the live goo spruce*

*hangs around waiting for and going 'ooooh'*

*hurriedly vacates the southeast corner of the Salon*

*moves off with Bagpuss*

Actually, being on the campus didn't help, as the bureaucrats couldn't find us on a map, and insisted that our address was not a "real" address. And then it was just stupid things, like them forgetting until the last minute that someone needed to fill out some form, or missed checking a box on another form.

Really, incompetence on their part, coupled with an inability to understand that one party was a bunch of grad students, really made it unpleasant. But I had a Fuller's porter last evening, which was divine, and a Mirror Pond pale ale.

*shuffles off to make room for, and properly admire, the new tree*

This is a new tradition since I was last here, isn't it?

Mmmmmmm, pale ale

Did some shopping at work Friday afternoon. There's a Danish micro-brewery (http://www.broeckhouse.dk/EngelskWeb/EngelskFrameset.htm) that one of my colleagues apparently has a good connection to. At least they appear once a year and unloads 7-8 pallets of beer that we can then buy at very decent prices - half (and a bit) off regular shop prices. I had a phone conference that ran late so I got there late - but just in time to get a box of blonde and a box of red

(we did a quick calculation on Friday - it's some 6000 bottles of beer that they sell off during these 2-3 hours )