Mean, moody, magnificent. Roy Kent : He’s here, he’s there, he’s every f***ing where:
With hindsight, it’s so obvious…
Nowadays they’re screaming just as hard (even louder, if anything), but by default we’ve muted that sound. Clever us.
[Via RT by @BenHammersley]
What has the world come to when the whims of noblemen no longer control the lives of the masses?
We live in interesting times, to be sure.
Stolen from The Cloud Genie:
There’s a joke that I’ve always been partial to: a software engineering type rubs a lamp and a genie appears. The genie says that he’ll grant the engineer $1 billion, but only if they can spend $100 million in a single month with three rules. “You can’t gift it away. You can’t gamble with it. And you can’t throw it away.” The software engineer responds with “Well, can I use AWS?” The genie responds with “okay, there are four rules.” […]
[Via The Tao of Mac]
From Dirty Feed, a magnificent, thoroughly documented deep dive into the history of one of the greatest punchlines in the history of British television:
Sad to contemplate that none of the three actors involved is still with us, but what a memorial to their work together on a programme that shaped a generation’s view of how government worked.
Fascinating to see the history of that joke pieced together, and the very different version of the punchline used in earlier incarnations.
It’s hard being a package. Sometimes we’re out in the cold for a really long time. Sometimes someone puts a bomb in us. Sometimes someone thinks there’s a bomb in us, so 90 people in green suits show up and talk to each other on the phone for 11 hours only to discover we’re just a litter of kittens in a duffel bag.
But for a long time, it was worth it to see the smile on your face. […]
[Via Memex 1.1]
- Next package is due for delivery on Wednesday. As it’s disposable face masks, I can safely predict it was never going to put a smile on my face. ↩
Note to readers: do not, under any circumstances, be consuming drinks while you read this tweet.
There I was casually sipping a Diet Coke and scrolling through my Twitter feed, and then my brain processed the content of that message. Cue rapid exhalation of the Coke – much of it through my nose – followed by fifteen minutes of hysterical giggling while trying to remember to breathe occasionally at the notion of Ewan McGregor returning to the Star Wars universe to play "ponytail Derek."