So a police helicopter chases an unidentified flying object over Cardiff.

Torchwood let that one slip through!

DW funnies

Jun. 19th, 2008 09:58 pm
owl: Stylized barn owl (Jenny)
Go to YouTube and search for Dalek Masterpiece Theatre. I think the best one is this one, but the cover version of the Wurzels is lolarious too.
Via [livejournal.com profile] __kali__:

Photoshop disasters


I laughed until I cried.

Ooops

Mar. 22nd, 2008 06:03 pm
owl: We own all your generals, we own all your shoes. MOOORPORKIA! (pterry)
So, I had lost Going Postal. Well, [livejournal.com profile] elerrina_amanya found it again. In the bookcase in my bedroom.

*head-desk*

Fic rec for TW

Mar. 8th, 2008 10:50 pm
owl: Stylized barn owl (jack2)
LOLarious (literally) Torchwood fic.


"Is that a talking cat?" Jack asked, off in the distance.

"It does appear to be," Ianto said carefully. The cat leapt from his shoulder to Tosh's desk. The others gathered round slowly.

"I HAS A HOOMANS," the cat continued.

Geek stuff

Feb. 19th, 2008 10:36 pm
owl: Charlie Eppes. Geek. (geeky)
That sound you hear? A million Harmoanians crying out in triumph. Me, I'm withholding judgement pending photographic evidence.

I ordered a wireless router on Saturday which was meant to arrive the next business day. Guess what, no sign of it. NTL did send me an email offering remote installation. Oi, give me the instructions and I'll set it up myself, and secure it. It would be horribly mean of them not to send complete instructions so you had to get them to install it :(

Went to see Jumper tonight with [livejournal.com profile] elerrina_amanya. Minor Spoilers )
With all the bands doing a comeback or reunion (I can't believe I'm liking Take That songs. I was the only 11-year-old not to have a Take That pencil case in P7), I've been going, "Who next? New Kids on the Block?" Largely because it's the earliest pop group I can remember, and thus seem more prehistoric than the Beatles.

Apparently so. Oh, the HAIR! Oh, my childhood!

*glee*

Dec. 19th, 2007 10:55 pm
owl: (inlove)
Funniest thing on Radio One today: Silent Night, sung by Chewbacca the Wookiee.

-_O

Groan

Sep. 20th, 2007 09:44 pm
owl: sigh; Hermione Granger (sigh)
Thinly disguised ads in [livejournal.com profile] news? Once again, LJ, Y HALO THAR EPIC FAIL.

On a brighter note, A Harry Potter Plain White Ts parody. This was played on Radio One—filking is now mainstream!

Heee

Aug. 29th, 2007 09:47 pm
owl: Charlie Eppes. Geek. (geeky)
Link shamelessly stolen from [livejournal.com profile] shallnelprin:

Map of On-line Communities.

I especially like Here be Anthropomorphic Dragons and the sunken island of Usenet.
One of the Fermanagh/South Tyrone candidates was arrested for attempted murder during the vote counting. Still, Bobby Sands got elected to that constituency while actually in jail, so there you go.

In other news, the roleplayer who stole frilly knickers at knifepoint has been convicted. There's another 'geeks are insane' point notched up in the public consciousness, sigh.

Found Items

Jan. 25th, 2007 09:27 pm
owl: Keira Knightly smirking (smirk)
Dear Parent,

There are several accepted ways of spelling the Irish version of James. Unfortunately for your offspring, 'Shamous' is not one of them.


Seen outside a snack bar:

Fresh fruit
juice smoothies
10% student

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Nov. 29th, 2006 07:58 pm
owl: Miles Vorkosigan: We have advanced to new and surpising levels of bafflement (milesbaffled)
Apparently there is a limited edition fiver with George Best on it. I suspect that the mad queues outside the bank are not all planning to flog them for 10 times their face value to some idiot on Ebay.

Ah, Belfast. Most famous exports: a dead alcoholic footballer and a ship that sank.

(no subject)

Oct. 24th, 2006 09:06 pm
owl: (squee)
This is the funniest cat in the world, EVAR.

(The original phrase was 'im in ur base killin ur d00ds', btw).
We're having a meeting at church tomorrow night on the Da Vinci Code. It's a sort of evangelistic judo, to use it for starting discussions on 'how reliable are the NT documents' or 'who was Jesus, really'. I managed to miss the bit where we trek around the town (we have the Hilliest Town in the County Down) shoving invitations through doors because I was at work (it has to be good for something).

If I were taking the meeting, it would run thusly: 'Frankly, I've seen better research in the pages of the Sun, and if Dan Brown told me the earth was round, I'd want to verify it before I believed it. Oh, and the characters are cardboard, the plot has holes big enough for dolphins to escape through, and the style stinks. Any questions?'

It's a good thing I'm not, then :)


Sometimes I love my work. Today I discovered that one of the other area teams had labelled their Deductions, D[eceased] file, "The Book of the Dead".

(no subject)

Apr. 12th, 2006 09:43 pm
owl: Stylized barn owl (Rose2)
Today was rather eventful. I went into work to find that the agency that employed me had folded overnight. All the temporary staff (estimated by me at about a fifth of the total) had to register with another agency. I hope it's all sorted out. At least I only had about 1/3 of a day's leave so if I lose it it's not the end of the world.

The bus got stuck in the station on my way home because the driver couldn't manage the 67-point turn necessary to get out of the forecourt. It was one of the big articulated ones with the second bus on the end. The buses drive into the station, and to leave they have to turn 180 degrees somehow. He went back and forth, the bus going beepbeepbeep, and back and forth. Then it stopped dead, and he was revving the engine while the backseat chorus cried 'Take the handbrake off!' Another driver had to come and help him get it going again. Eventually he got around at right angles to the exit, and tried to do a sweep round in front of the parcels office. The bend in the bus got more and more acute, and the hinge started to make ominous creaking noises. By this time it was almost around, but it was also about six inches from a small red car. ('Run over it!') The owner of the car was summoned, and as he came onto the scene, cried, 'Might have known it was you! You can't drive!'. After avoiding another car and a the Dublin-Belfast bus ('Mind the Greyhound!') and a few more back-and-forths, the bus finally left the station, to the accompaniment of slow clapping from the back seat, fifteen minutes behind the timtable.

I think I'll get the 1745 tomorrow.

Only four days till NEW WHO!! *bounces up and down making excited OOOOO-EEEEEEE-OOOOOO noises* I picked up the Radio Times with the Doctor Who stuff, and I was dumbfounded by this:

Spoilers )

In the news

Mar. 30th, 2006 09:36 am
owl: Stylized barn owl (liberydies)
The release of Abdul Rahman is very good news; but in context, only a small victory. The real one will be when the law in Afganistan is changed to make this situation—where a man is sentenced to die for converting from Islam—impossible. After all, we invaded Afganistan to stop that sort of thing, alledgedly. Even more difficult will be to change the hearts of the local population, who according to one of the judges in the case were ready to form a lynch mob. We heard in the last few days a great deal from representatives of Islam in the media, telling us that the Koran does not require the death penalty for conversion. It isn't the largely secular population of Britian they need to be telling this to; it's their fellow Muslims. If that were being preached in mosques in the Middle East, rather than jihad, we'd have a lot fewer problems. I heard one commentator explain that everyone is born Muslim, some have the misfortune to be brought up in other religions. By that system, every non-Muslim male in the world deserves death.

At home, some bloke from Tyrone with more money than sense has paid £80 000 plus VAT for the numberplate BIG 1. He also bought BIG 2 and BIG 3, leaving him with a total bill of £150 000. That's the price of a small flat.
And in the department of You Can't Make This Up, a plane mean to land at Derry City Airport landed instead at the airstrip of the nearby Ballykelly army base (I drove a tank there once), the pilot having apparently becone lost in midair. To paraphrase one of the passengers: The pilot apologised for landing us at the wrong airport. I thought he was joking until I looked out the window and saw half the British Army running over taking photographs.

Funny stuff

Dec. 3rd, 2005 09:08 pm
owl: Keira Knightly giggling (giggle)
It is the 3rd of December. Must we look at that 'Happy Holidays' banner for the rest of the month?

I received a spam today that contained this:

I do not fear computers. I fear the lack of them.
The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
Addresses are given to us to conceal our whereabouts.
Either this man is dead or my watch has stopped.
It is better to have a permanent income than to be fascinating.


It was the only one I've ever seen that had any intentionally amusing content. However, I didn't take them up on the offer of 'Expand your Penis 20% Larger in weeks'. 120% of nothing is still nothing.

I was on the bus today, and there was a sign by the door saying, 'Passengers leaving the bus whilst in motion do so at own risk'. Rather hard to leave a bus whilst not in motion, I should have thought....
Why is it that estate agents seem to be incapable of writing English, but instead produce pamphlets full of their own weird jargon?

First of all, the thing they are selling is always a 'home'. Not a house, a home. Sometimes it's a 'comfortable family home', but the horror can increase, as sometimes it's a 'prestigious home' or a 'unique home', or worse yet, an 'almost unique home'.

Then there's the main body, so to speak, of the copy. Usually it's semi-literate, with the most basic errors of spelling, punctuation and grammar. The thing to remember about this part is to take it with a liberal amount of salt.

For example:
Mature garden=overgrown wilderness à la the Sleeping Beauty's castle
In need of renovation=in need of demolition
Convenient to [major road]=built beneath the underpass
Quiet rural setting=back end of nowhere, reached by twelve miles of unmetalled lanes
Spectacular views=perched on cliff edge

and so on.

The end is in sight when you see a floor plan. However, there are still the labels: 'lounge' and 'sun room' or possibly 'reception area' or even 'vestibule'. Did anyone ever call a room in their own house a 'lounge' or a 'vestibule' when they meant sitting-room and hall? (Even in an airport, 'departure lounge' seems to me a shabby wriggling out of 'waiting room', in an effort to suggest the passengers are enjoying themselves. No-one could lounge on those chairs, and the carpet's too thin to do it on the floor.) As for sunrooms, that's a little over-optimistic in Northern Ireland, don't you think? Surely 'weather room' or 'windowed room' would be more appropriate? I suppose it's a minor improvement on 'conservatory' meaing 'PVC lean-to with own muggy micro-climate'.

Usually there's a photograph, or for 'new builds' (what has the poor gerund ever done to estate agents to be so rejected?), an artist's impression. Of course it's to be expected that the artist's impression should bear little relation to the muddy building site, cluttered with bits of rafter, heaps of topsoil, concrete blocks, assorted rubbish and Portaloos, of reality, but how do they work those photographs? Surely they can't all be taken on the three days of fine weather per year? And the ones of the gardens always seem to be taken at ground level to give a Borrowers-eye-view of the size of the place.

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