Though I've got to wonder if there's something a teeny tad perverse about a (near) middle-aged man buying himself the complete run of Buffy The Vampire Slayer on DVD as a birthday present.
If it's any consolation, that's what my daughter wanted for her 11th birthday and didn't get.
Yeah, sorry about the Volvo gag, Emma. Right up until the last moment, I was wondering if it might be in dubious taste, and whether I should leave it out.
Ha, I shall be reading it aloud to Karl the very minute he gets home from work.
I'm not allowed to email him things any more...
I kept waiting for someone to walk in with a dead seagull complaining about the cherries.
And oddly, all the time I spent just yesterday reading about Vita Sackville-West and Violet Keppel, not once did I picture two Volvos crashing together. That won't be not happening again.
should i be giving up the current job now, or would you like to have any other aspects of my past reviewed before i tender the resignation?
Surely now, just a couple of reasonable questions about your background to determine your suitability.
Are you now, or have you ever been...
Andrew, why don't you read the book?
Perhaps we could sponsor a reading? Hardly seems fair to make someone do it just out of the goodness of their heart. Or we could buy a copy, rip out chapters, distribute them, and have everyone review one apiece.
Now with free hand sanitiser!
I went there on its opening night about six months ago and took great advantage of their ever-so-generous offer of unlimited free Guinness.
And according to Dara O'Braian, if they put a shamrock on the top, you're allowed to punch the bartender in the face.
I'd probably rate the staff club at the University of Canterbury as the best all-round pub in Christchurch -- that is, if it were actually a pub rather than a private club. The beer is perhaps not quite up to the standard that one might hope, but the staff are suitably surly (they treat you like shit, to be perfectly frank), and the décor is excellent.
Though the last I saw of it was some time back, the Staff Club was lovely. Quality of conversation also excellent. And the guy I was... 'going out with' is such a strong term... anyway, he was a bartender at the Staff Club. He always got the job of cleaning out the Guinness hose.
I do like a nice garden bar - mostly because it's the only place in the pub where you can hear yourself talk. A nice garden bar, not 'a large shingle ashtray with tables shoved in it'.
Something that makes me gloomy is that TV3 trot out DOCTOR Lillian Ng (their emphasis) on health issues. I think this adds a certain richness to some issues, but I lament her interpretation of health research.
A couple of months back, TV3 had imported some 'vaccines cause autism' story, which was actually framed around a girl who, it turned out if you listened carefully, wasn't actually autistic. They had Mike McRoberts talk to Lilian Ng afterwards, and she was... almost scathing. Certainly pissy. My respect level for her went right up.
(actually, I'm not sure that LJ hasn't moved its hosting to Russia).
Ha, in Soviet Russia, blog hosts you. Which would certainly simplify things.
As someone still hanging on to their Listener subscription by the skin of their last straw, (as yet nobody rips the Black page off my copy), I've found this whole discussion really useful.