The world hates procrastination. I found out this weekend
that
it is almost entirely impossible to have flowers delivered
in
London (Ontario) within two hours after six PM on a
saturday.
If someone would have told me it was just a two hour drive
from Toronto, I would have delivered them by hand rather
than
spending 1:30 on the phone.
There is a series of advertisements that keep showing up in the subway. Their goal seems to be to stop teenagers from smoking by appealing to their insecurities. Go Team. Today's was especially inane. It had a picture of a despondent looking teeny person, with the text:
Poor Eddy here, aka "lumpy love handles", has a passion for burgers, butts, and his sofa. which makes him your, like, social disaster waiting to happen.I want to run an add along side it. It would have a picture of Steph, our knock-out model friend, sipping a martini in a roof-top bar in Manhattan with a lit cigarette in her other hand.
When she's not having fabulous sex, Natasha smokes three packs a day. She will be dead by age forty. She will not see her grandchildren graduate from university. She's having too much fun to give a shit.I mean, if the adds are going to be meaningless, they may as well be fun.
I learned another valuable lesson this weekend. Do not assume that a movie starring Ben Affleck is guaranteed to be watchable. I guess everyone has to star in a stinker from time to time. I hope they gave him lots of money, or donuts, or something. Anything.
ObGeek: 1) 1K Bogomips on an x86 box? The world gets more frightening every day. 2) I want to have Stephen's children. His kiofd mechanism looks oh so nice.