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I know, I should pamper you with ever funnier, longer and more profound posts, but you’d only get spoiled. Oh, and you can’t say anything, I have a note excusing me from proper blogging … oh no, I appear to have left it in my other bag. Darn. I’ll show it next time …
I’ve been trying to compose a post all day, but without much success. It’s the school hols, and between doors slamming, people racing up and down the stairs and the wail of electric guitars*, forming coherent thoughts has been somewhat tricky. So, here’s a mixture of the incoherent thoughts I have been able to form, and some interesting links I’ve (stolen from other people) found on my totally independent internet travels.
What is the social network etiquette for people you know in 3D, but really don’t like? If they add you, is it acceptable to just ignore them, even if you know they’re going to see your posts on the walls of mutual friends?
Star Wars, is it a boy thing? I thought it was, but a conversation with Michael has made me doubt my theory. I clearly remember my mother taking my brother and me to see it, and although he loved it – to the extent he spent the entire film with his chin resting on the balcony, gazing in wonder at the screen – I was genuinely puzzled about why she’d taken me to see what was obviously a boys film**. And this puzzlement has lasted for years, I even mentioned it to her recently***. Anyhoo, you can be of service Dear Reader, if you leave a comment, tack an extra sentence on telling me whether you like it or not. It’ll be a bit like a survey, but lacking such things as: proper controls, and a point.
Spotted this cartoon earlier and it made me chuckle. Imagine that! A woman wearing shorts while on holiday. Shocking behaviour.
Some album covers are works of art. Other’s less so.
If you have five minutes to spare and a romantic nature you might enjoy this whimsical short story.
And that’s it, thank you for reading my filler post 
* I know, I should be grateful none of them took up the drums.
** Although, thinking back to my rather Lisa Simpson-ish 9 year old self, there’s a good chance I wanted to wait a week to see an independent film about distressed gentle-cats living in a commune in Tuscany.
*** Really. Her response was, ‘I thought you’d like it’. Hello Mater, have you met me? Your daughter, the one who hates sci-fi and summer blockbusters. And did back then, although she didn’t have the articulation to express it.
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