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

I still fondly imagine some total strangers sipping away at their Guiness, and someone comes by to change the ashtray and lo! A whole tuppence!! Joy be to they who so suddenly have bestowed unto them the fruits of my incredible largess.

And I still had 36 of them left on my last day, even after hiding a bunch throughout our room at the B&B. I ended up giving them to a homeless person I met. I, of course, asked him if he minded getting 36 two pence coins and he decided he'd take the risk. So I dumped them all into his hand, using a forklift.

After that, I hung up my mask and cape, for I was then without tuppence.

But you could retire happy in the knowledge that you had thrown away cold hard cash.

I HATE this forum navigation. (I had to delete a rude work from that sentence. I typed it in anger, but couldn't allow myself to keep it in there.)

Just say "dad-blasted" when you mean something much stronger.

I hate this dad-blasted forum navigation as well. They said they were going to change it so that you could set in your preferences whether you wanted to go directly to the first twenty posts or the last twenty posts. Now I'm beginning to wonder when they're going to get around to dad-blasted-well doing it.

I wondered whether there was a sort of way around it - as the messagey-pop-up-thing in the wotnot bar of IE (along the bottom - you know) has &show=10&skip=300 type nonsense - so if you know roughly where you are in the forum (which group of 20) - you could leap to the front - but this only works if you know exactly where you want to be on every singly bloody forum ever and you can be shagged to go through this rigmarole all the shagging time (Ans. No)



Oops - dad-blast it and other naughty words - I appear to have got a little adult in my content there.

You certainly are a clever little penguin, despite all that outrageous foul language. I wonder if you could write some kind of perl script that could keep track of that stuff. Of course, when I say "you", I mean you and not me.

Well, thanks for the suggestion, but being a girl all I know of perl is the knitting stitch.

(OK so it's spelt purl)

hey mate - you're the techno geek boy - I wouldn't have a clue where to start (other than getting a man to do it)

True, I might just be some kind of techno geek boy, but I'd rather let the wizards at h2g2 deal with this for me (preferably very dad-blasted soon) whilst I tarry with more pressing concerns regarding the work I'm actually being paid to do.

I know of no "knitting stitch" attribute of perl. Is that like some new-fangled regular expression thingy?

er.....?

Sorry. Bit of uncalled-for geekery on my part. Shan't happen again.

Do you think 'new-fangled thingy' will ever be considered geek-speak? It would be a shame it never was, but I suspect it's just not technical enough.

I really ought to be going to bed, but I don't feel in the least bit tired. I'll regret it in the morning though.

So, did you regret it in the morning?

Yes, yes, yes yes yes and yes. But not as much as I regretted it in the afternoon. Boy, did I feel lousy. Totally exhausted - just couldn't do anything. Oops.

Got home from work and had a quick nap (totally unconscious the moment I hit the sofa). And am probably about to turn in now - god, aren't I the biggest wimp EVER. I am getting old (the big 30 getting awfully close).

But up bright and fresh tomorrow - go the gym first thing, and then get stuck into some college work. Big plans for boozing tomorrow night so have to be prepared.

Goodness, you actually plan your various boozings? Big plans, even. I assume you mean the event itself, and (hopefully) not writing down all the drinks you plan on drinking and in what order.

I could attempt to plan the order of drinks, but something tells me things may not end up following the plan. After a certain number, order and reason vapourise.

More lager please, barman

Well, that's why you'd plan it out. You write them all down. Actually, you'd probably need a designated 'reader of the list' after the first few drinks, then, a few more drinks later, you'll probably also need an 'orderer of the drinks' (as in someone who orders you drinks because nobody can understand what you're saying any more).