Strange Matter?

Completely irrelevant to anything I normally blether about, but this story is quite interesting, about possibly the first measured occurence of strange matter going through the earth. Measured by seismic events, no less. Of course, it happened in ’93 and they’ve only just decided, but there we go.

All I can say is that at the moment there must be a lot of strange matter in Manchester (well, some things never change, I suppose) as we’re up to Tremor 110 and counting…

Instant teleport

I got woken up this morning, thinking I was on some kind of dodgy 80s Package Holiday to Spain. It was just before 7am. The inconsiderate cunts lovely builders in the house over the road had started work. In fact, I think that the Builders from the Interwebnet Tat Emporium must be commuting down to Manchester, because not only were they buggering up a concrete floor with a Kango, they had bollocksed the property’s burglar alarm, which now goes off approximately every 20 minutes with a noise like a ferret being strangled.

Impressive.

Please do not adjust your sets

Sorry, it’s been an utterly shit day (this is being written at about midnight.10, so it counts as today still) and I’ve been very undecided about writing about it at all – I don’t really want to relive it, even by reading the page or the archives at some undetermined point in the future.

However, and this is the bit that’s even more bizarre, I’ve actually also felt a bit guilty for not updating the page. How crap is that?

I suppose it’s another stage in blogging addiction, or something. Anyway, maybe I’ll log about today once I’ve had some sleep.

No guarantees, mind.

Roof domes

About the only good thing from yesterday was that I got some photos done too. Some will take a while to be put on (more a case of deciding what the fuck to do with them, but that’s life) but the first one is on this page or if you’re bone idle and just want to see the image, it’s here. The junk of scaffolding at the bottom of the photo is actually the theatre itself – it’s actually a self-contained unit within the building. Very odd…

Hello? Hello? Yes, I’m in the cinema, watching a film

At last, sanity begins to break out. It won’t last. The US is finally getting tough on people who use mobile phones in cinemas. About bloody time.

I know that one of our local cinemas, the filmworks, has started installing mobile phone jammers in it’s screens, which I support completely. In fact, I think they should be compulsory in cinemas, theatres, “quiet coaches” on trains, and anywhere else where people gather for some quiet, rather than the bastard Nokia phone tune ringing out every thirty seconds.

WWJD – An update

Well, sometimes the world just gets better and better. As well as “WWJD?” (What Would Jesus Do?) we now have a story about WWJD part 2. What Would Jesus Drive?

Worryingly, it also has it’s own website. Personally, you kind of think that he wouldn’t drive a car called a Crusader, or a Cadillac Deville. But maybe a Sunbeam would be appropriate. (as in Jesus wants me for a…)

E-government (part 2)

Further to the earlier bit about it, I’ve added in another rant about it. Enjoy.