Lavatorial

I don’t know what it is about the men in this office building where I now work, but on any given day the toilets are abso-fucking-lutely revolting by mid-day. It’s not a one-off, this is every working day. They stink, and every single toilet (as opposed to urinal) has shite-marks all round the inside. It’s not like the office building doesn’t provide bog-brushes, it’s (I suspect) that the majority of the ‘men’ in here just don’t use them.

The worst bit though is the lack of flushage. (hmmm, good word – must remember that one) I swear some of them must be so proud of what they’ve done, they want to display it to the world. And frankly there’s very little as unappealing as walking into a toilet cubicle to be confronted by a floating log of such proportions that one can only wonder whether the layer of said log had recently been buggered by a whale.

I feel sorry for the cleaners – every morning the toilets are in pristine condition, by mid-day they’re layered in shite yet again. It must be a hugely demoralising task.

Why is it that some men (and, though I have little knowledge, some women too) seem incapable of brushing/flushing/being some kind of decent human being?


Uninspired

In spite of things finally taking a turn towards the successful at work today, I’m still highly uninspired on what to write for d4d™ today. All the media seem to be utterly hyped about London’s 2012 Olympics campaign Hello Google! which (along with Diamond Geezer – sorry, DG – my mistake, and I’ll learn to read next time, promise.) I frankly don’t give a toss about, particularly what the IOC will think during their inspection . I’m not convinced that London is the best bid, nor that it’ll be best for Britain. Just by location it’s going to put off at least half the country from going – at least the Commonwealth Games in Manchester were accessible to more of the country with ease. Ah well.

In fact, one of the more interesting things today is Jamie Oliver *spit* talking about the challenges in updating school menus to reflect something other than “pizza and chips”.


Finally, some success

After a large number of hours, finally work is getting somewhere, and things are beginning to look like I might actually know what I’m doing.

Scary – but overall a pretty good feeling.


Comments

Well, following on from problems where once a comment has been posted, the entire page reloads in the comments pop-up, I’ve now stopped using pop-ups for the moment.

Of course, non-pop-up comments have their own pain-in-the-arse foibles, but I’ll see what I can do about those. In the meantime, I think this solution is possibly easier. We’ll see – and let me know what you think, and which method you prefer.

Thanks.


Meet The Fockers

Hmmm, what is there to say about this? The sequel to 2000’s Meet the Parents, and as with many sequels it’s not really as good as the first one.

Still funny in places, but really more of a one-trick pony, with various sidelines really quite sadly underused, or just completely undeveloped. Dustin Hoffmann and Barbara Streisand were on top form as the Fockers, but still very underused.

Overall, while it’s an OK way to spend a couple of hours, I’d probably advise waiting for the DVD release. It’s probably got a load of extras on it, too.


VD – 1

Yes, the header image has changed for the day, to reflect it being Valentine’s Day (AKA ‘Another Retail cash-in Day”)

Aptly, the image is taken from a shot of the St Valentines Day Massacre. So there.


200th

And a quick congratulations to Pix for leaving the 200th non-spam comment on d4d™ since WP was installed.

Once all that’s been explained, it doesn’t sound overly impressive, does it? Still, other than comment spam the comments seem to have dried up a bit over January – we’ll see how it all progresses from here, I guess.