It's feels like a billion is just a bit bigger than a million. Obviously it's bigger but it fits on the same scale as a million, surely. It doesn't. A billion is so so so much bigger than a million. I've trawled the internet finding graphics and videos that show the VAST difference between one million and one billion. Oh, and just to finish with a different misconception about space starting with the classic opening line from the great Douglas Adams and The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy : “Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist's, but that's just peanuts to space.”
Men have two types of toilet they can use, inside and outside, no no I joke, it's stand-up and sit-down. Stand-up toilets ("urinal", what a crap word) are most often prevalent in pubs and bars. Long, metallic, and somewhere to point ya cock and have a piss. Before using this type every man has to pass the Official Men's Room Etiquette Aptitude Exam . I have no problem with these sorts of toilets, apart from they are generally icky and you can end up with wet shoes. The second type of toilet is the sit-down toilet. This is the one you're most used to as you will, unless you're Adrian Chiles , have this at home. Most offices are these types, and more and more the sit-down can been seen in newer and better pubs. The sit-down has two massive advantages over the stand-up. You can have a poo using one (a "shit-down" if you will ;), and anyone can use them not just humans with wee tubes. Here's the rub, for some reason men don't seem to get that t
The office has all been moved around - new desks (with starter handles to raise and lower them), new high(er) speed network and ... the same old work. At least I have a differing view of the world, my team (well, the team I'm a part of not "my" team) is a lot closer - finally - and it's like an office from the 80's ... or even a classroom. But I still have time to move the crap off the PC : ------ Any man who hates dogs and loves whiskey can't be all bad. Anyone who hates Dogs and Kids Can't be All Bad. Hey! Who took the cork off my lunch??! Who stole the cork from my breakfast? Now don't say you can't swear off drinking, it's easy. I've done it a thousand times. Horse sense is the thing a horse has which keeps it from betting on people. If at first you don't succeed, try, try, again. Then quit, no use being a damn fool about things. Madam, there's no such thing as a tough child - if you parboil them first for seven hours, they alwa
As you know my wife, Liz, and her business partner Helen have started a new business called Breathing Space ("a new initiative for the professional development of parents"). The awesome folks at Decisive Flow has created them a logo which the two agreed on yesterday. I then said to Liz, "I'll set up a website for you", that won't take long. Why won't it take long - because: They have very simple needs right now They are running the business with Google Apps Google Apps has the ability to publish a site to the world Last night I got home, played with the kids, watched some (crap!!) TV and then around 9:30pm popped up the lid of the laptop and plowed into it. From whoa (nothing, not even a DNS entry) to go (website up and ready) took around 37 minutes. Don't get me wrong, it's a very VERY simple site but they can add deeper pages by simply creating pages and entering the text. Everything is automated for them and as far as they're concerned
Do I have this correct? The "Living Next Door to Alice" was originally released in 1972 but it's the Smokie 1976 version we all know. However, the one we actually know and sing along to is a later version, "Alice, who the fuck is Alice!?", which I always thought was Roy "Chubby" Brown: Ooooooooh ... Smokie collaborated on a novelty re-recording in 1995 with comedian Roy Chubby Brown, with the song interspersed with Roy Chubby Brown saying "Who the fuck is Alice?". So it's both Smokie AND Roy "Chubby" Brown, got it.
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