Monday, September 25, 2006
Q. What's Brown and Sticky?
Had to present a paper the other day. Held it up, said "look! A paper!" but it turned out they wanted me to talk about it as well. Sheesh. If only people would say what they mean.
Anyway, instead of a laser pointer (as is the norm in the modern world), they provided a big stick for pointing. Haven't used a stick for years, and it felt good. There's something about a stick that makes you want to shout "why, I'll thrash some manners into you, you miserable cur, by the Lord Harry I will" before delivering a fearful beating to some unfortunate soul. But everyone was quite polite, so I didn't.
I wonder how the pointy-stick wielding weathermen of yesteryear used to overcome such temptations? No wonder the anchors of yore were such stayers; the weaklings were probably weeded out very early by feral weather presenters.
Anyway, instead of a laser pointer (as is the norm in the modern world), they provided a big stick for pointing. Haven't used a stick for years, and it felt good. There's something about a stick that makes you want to shout "why, I'll thrash some manners into you, you miserable cur, by the Lord Harry I will" before delivering a fearful beating to some unfortunate soul. But everyone was quite polite, so I didn't.
I wonder how the pointy-stick wielding weathermen of yesteryear used to overcome such temptations? No wonder the anchors of yore were such stayers; the weaklings were probably weeded out very early by feral weather presenters.
