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Date: 20 March 2007 06:21:23
... not to wiblog during a thunderstorm.
Well actually she didn't. But it's something that a mother might have said. However I am not plugged in to anything. The only ways that I could get zapped are the lightning turning a corner under the eaves of the house and jumping through the window at me, or the telephone line getting hit and sending a surge of power through the wireless router and the router erm sending a wireless powersurge into my computer.
Have I ever discussed my plans for wireless electricity connections? I think it'd be great!
In other news, Maddie was of course correct about filing Chalet School books under B. I just looked at one and the surname was hyphenated. AND then I remembered that I usually search for them (in vain) near Enid Blyton in bookshops. So there you have it.
In yet more other news I am greatly enjoying A Perfect Mess - so many case studies on instances where being a bit messy (or even very messy) is far more efficient than being super tidy. I think that Smudgie and Jack would both feel vindicated by the premises of the book and so far (it looks like I'm about a third of the way through), I would say it's worth a read if you are feeling dejected about the state of your world. I quite enjoy the different types of mess we can make - some of us go for piles - if it's in a pile, it's ok. Even if the pile is 8 feet high and has a Royal Wedding (Charlie and Di) edition of the Women's Weekly at the bottom. Then there are the archeologists. They tend to have just one big enormous pile. But they are quite adept at navigating their pile - frequently accessed documents are usually towards the top, and important but rarely consulted information is nice and secure at the bottom somewhere. There may be certain areas of the enormous mess that have higher concentrations of particular items -eg. bank related things might be near the back, take-away menus on the left (a few levels above the phone) and plastic goats scaling the northern slopes.