Mum is making spaghetti marinara for dinner tonight. We're as woggy as Domenico Modugno, so I'm sure we won't be getting egg noodles and ketchup.

Yesterday on the way to the lunch bar I was eating an orange and carrying my Hitchhiker's radio scripts book which dangerousphil gave me. (No, I'm not a spy and that's not a recognition code - Ed.) To peel the orange I brought from home a sharp knife. So I was peeling and eating the orange and carrying the book. When I got to the lunch bar I had no orange left ( Read more... )

Blondie: "There are two kinds of people in the world, my friend. Those who have loaded guns, and those who dig. You dig."

Payback's a bitch.

Tuco: "Hurrah for General -" [to Blondie] "What's his name?"
Blondie: "Lee."
Tuco: "Lee!"

Tuco [to big Union corporal]: "I like big fat men like you. When they fall they make more noise."

"There are two kinds of spurs, my friend. Those that come in by the door, and those that come in by the window." -- Tuco Benedicto Pacifico Juan Maria Ramirez.

Then, seconds later, The Good is saved from a hanging at the hands of Tuco. Not by a gunshot - well, yes, by a gunshot, I suppose. A cannon.

I'm watching Il Buono, il Brutto, il Cattivo at the moment. That translates as "The good one, the ugly one and the bad one" but the actual English title scans better in English ( Read more... )

( Sleeping Beauty, Tom Thumb and Quasimodo were all talking one day. )

I already have my ticket for that Steely Dan concert on 8 September. But guess what's just been announced for the very same night? Bummer.

Not just a bank holiday.

Today the company I work at bought one of Australia's other largest waste mangement companies. So we just keeping getting borger, I mean bigger.