Grandad December 31st, 2007
Just in case you were wondering where Head Rambles had gone……………..
I thought I would start the celebrations early.
While my laptop and I have been in constant touch over the last year, I have largely been ignoring my server.
My server has been doing trojan work, hosting my blog and handling all my mail. If it wasn’t for my trusty server, there wouldn’t be a Head Rambles.
I have never sung its praises. I have never said how good it is. I have largely ignored it. I felt very bad about that. So, today I decided to rectify the situation.
I sat with my server and we opened a bottle of whiskey. We discussed the past year, and I told it how much I appreciated it. I gave it a hug.
Then I gave it a glass of whiskey.
That was a mistake.
Sorry.
I have a word of warning to everyone.
Whiskey and servers don’t really mix.
There was a rather nice little festive blue flame, and my server passed out. It just can’t hold its liquor.
It’s doing its best to sober up now, but it may be a bit unsteady on its rack for a while.
I should have given it a Guinness instead.
Grandad December 31st, 2007
What is special about tomorrow?
Nothing really. It’s just another day. It will be no different from today, except that it will be slightly brighter.
The big significance is that I start writing dud cheques again. I never remember to put in the year correctly.
For some strange reason, it is a time when we are all supposed to make New Year Resolutions. The commercial world are cashing in on this as usual and are pumping out advertisements for slimming clubs and aids for giving up smoking.
One advertisement I saw amused me. It is a patch or something [I wasn't paying that much attention], that helps you give up cigarettes by satisfying your craving for nicotine by giving you therapeutic nicotine. So they replace nicotine with nicotine and you are fine because they have used the word therapeutic? I like it. I’m not going to buy their product, because I’ll continue to smoke my pipe. Only I’ll call it my therapeutic pipe from now on, so I’ll be grand.
I don’t make resolutions because I don’t see the point. I always break them anyway.
Oh, all right then. I’ll make one.
I’ll try to moderate my language a bit in my blogging.
OK?
But if you think I’m going to go on a diet, or take more exercise or give up smoking, you can f*ck off.
Sh*t.
There. You see? I’ve broken my resolution already.
I hope you all have a very happy next 366 days.
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