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Half way to Infinity
Is the reality of Boris Johnson augmented not the relief you’re looking for?I have a problem with reality at the moment. Not a fan of the current version. Perhaps a bit of diminished reality would be a small relief.
Is the reality of Boris Johnson augmented not the relief you’re looking for?I have a problem with reality at the moment. Not a fan of the current version. Perhaps a bit of diminished reality would be a small relief.
Traitors Gate?Augmented from a lamp post, perhaps. Or augmented on a pikestaff outside the Houses of Parliament, maybe.
The way I have to fight this reply box to have a blank line between bullet points.
And bloody auto correct that either keeps correcting the way I want to say something or offers gibberish when I genuinely can’t spell!
Yes, cookies really get my goat. The way some websites make it difficult to choose your preferences. I never visit sites that don’t let me choose what cookies I accept, and I always decline the nonessential marketing ones, and if I can’t do that quickly, I’m not sticking around your website.
- Cookies. Seems like every few days I have to click to accept them on sites I frequent (not pfm I hasten to add). And despite logging in to the BBC site, accepting cookies and telling it which local news and weather I want it regularly bins the setting.
- The way every news story just has to have a picture with it, that takes up loads of screen space and rarely adds anything to the words.
Think I need some of that diminished reality stuff Steve.
- The way I have to fight this reply box to have a blank line between bullet points.
Yes. “Reject All” should be a statutory optionYes, cookies really get my goat. The way some websites make it difficult to choose your preferences. I never visit sites that don’t let me choose what cookies I accept, and I always decline the nonessential marketing ones, and if I can’t do that quickly, I’m not sticking around your website.
Oh my god, Biros. Where do they come from? Never buy the evil little things with their nice even lines, never use them, but there they are infecting my mark making life with their incomprehensible ubiquity.Pencils. Whenever you specifically need a pencil all you can find are several gross of biros. I’m almost the pencils hide in a corner with your lost ball of string waiting for you to need a biro, then all jump out at once. Not the string though. That waits until you have bought some more. I found three barely-started balls, all sitting openly on shelves and tables, within ten minutes of returning from Tesco with a new one the other day. I hadn’t even started researching how to get into the packaging.
Particularly potent when forming an Unholy Trinity with brambles and mud. I tripped over a root on a boggy public footpath a few days ago and was propelled headlong into a mix of all three. I revisited the spot this morning. There was still a bright blue haze in the air.Bastard nettles.
Er, excuse me but would you take your positivity and sunny outlook elsewhere, please? This is curmudgeon corner.Yes. Always best to avoid the Downs on a Saturday or Wednesday afternoons, as there's literally hundreds of sweaty blokes shouting 'Man on!' or 'Played!' at each other.
Yesterday we went for a short walk along the Severn Estuary. We bravely marched past some cows which were blocking the footpath (a young-ish trio chickened out and went on a diversion to avoid them, which made us feel even braver and smugger). There was a wedding afoot at the church where we stopped for lunch. They had perfect weather for it, and everyone seemed very jolly. Lovely.