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My Own Blog Hates Me

22 Aug
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It took ages for me to answer comments this morning, but it was worth it when I saw in my emails loads of new comments to approve.  Freshly Pressed at last!

Not.

All of the comments I had written in reply to your comments were waiting to be moderated.  One even got stuck in the spam filter.  It is somewhat disconcerting to have to approve yourself.

Come on WordPress: stop playing silly beggars.

Exercise…I’ve Heard Of It

22 Aug
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Do you wish you had more money or time?

Yes.

If you were God, how would you have started it all?

At the risk of sounding pompous, I wouldn’t presume to second-guess the Lord.

What is your favorite way to get physical exercise?

I have a really good system: I spend all morning at the computer, exercising my brain and fingers at your blogs.  At some point I fall into a dead faint, which tells me I’m hungry.

  • walk from computer to kitchen
  • put kettle on
  • walk back to computer
  • walk from computer to kitchen
  • make tea
  • prepare cereal
  • walk back to computer
  • eat cereal whilst reading blogs
  • walk back to kitchen
  • get piece of fruit (also known as ‘packet of crisps’)
  • walk back to computer
  • eat frusps whilst reading blogs
  • walk back to kitchen to dispose of fruit packet
  • get another piece of fruit (also known as ‘chocolate’)
  • walk back to computer
  • eat other fruitlate whilst reading blogs
  • walk back to kitchen to dispose of other fruit packet
  • walk back to computer with tea, now at perfect drinking temperature (adding weights to an exercise regime gives a better workout)
  • drink tea whilst reading blogs
  • walk back to kitchen with almost-empty mug (it is impolite to drain the cup)
  • walk back to computer
  • read blogs

As you can see, I get a lot of aerobic exercise on a daily basis.  Time to celebrate with a slap-up meal!

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Joke 151

22 Aug

You know you’re getting old when your best friend tells you he’s having an affair and you want to know if it’s catered.

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