I usually try to enforce some level of cohesion and flow between parts of my posts, to limit the number of people understanding them. My theory is that if people get an impression that I'm trying to say something deep and significant, and attempt to understand how I get from one point to the other, they will give up fairly quickly and just appreciate the comedy of individual sentences/paragraphs. Today I will be abandoning this tradition, and go for a more "Where are the crayons and jelly beans" approach, with various anecdotes and opinions strewn about the place like Osama Bin Laden's face was strewn about the wall behind him, just without the beard.
Firstly, I had a slightly strange request for content yesterday. Actually, no, the day before. I would edit out the sentence in which I incorrectly informed you of the time I received this request as yesterday, but I want you to understand certain levels of thinking do go into these posts, on an intellectual level, if not a grammatical one, as my family are so gung-ho about pointing out. They've never really let me forget the time I said "I am righting this post to...". And, in a neat little circle of thought, it was a member of my family who asked me to tell you all about this. All seven of you. No, five, as two of my followers are my family and were there at the time. But yes, a member of my family drew my attention to this, although I am having trouble remembering which one. Maybe one of those Darth-Vader-without-a-mask creatures from DW, they're so strange I must be somehow connected to them. ENOUGH WITTER, I hear you cry. So to the content.
Well, Norway's about to collapse, I am told. The whole western coastline is on the verge of plummeting down into the sea, causing a massive tidal wave to come over and teach us Japanese. As much as that pun was nonsensical and lacked a bit of decent human empathy, I think you get my point. I don't really know much about the specifics, for once even the internet was a bit vague, but from what I can tell the North Sea has been busy eating away underneath, meaning they're basically sitting on top of a giant cave. So now if they eat to much and press too hard on the ground, it'll all topple over. As the hitchiker's guide would say in nice, friendly letters on the front though, Don't Panic, although I'm having trouble locating the hitchiker's guide's reasoning right here. I'm sure it'll all be fine though, and if it isn't then most of us probably won't really care.
Cheery stuff. Still, moving swiftly onwards (interestingly, the words moving swiftly onwards can be arranged in any order and still mean the same thing). I'd like to draw your attention to some extremely cool palindromes. So, without ado (which is unusual in itself), here they are:
The noon sex alert relaxes no one.
Nurse, I spy gypsies. Run!
Sex at noon taxes.
Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Do geese see God?
Rats live on no evil star.
Stressed? No Tips? Spit on Desserts.
Go deliver a dare, vile dog!
Kay, a red nude, peeped under a yak.
And my personal favourite...
No, it never propagates if I set a gap or prevention.
That's pretty much it for today. I leave you with news that Pirates of the Caribbean 4: On stranger tides, and Kung Fu Panda 2 look AWESOME! Here are the links:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZTtvYLvCRI&feature=fvst
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIW5oo-8NYw
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