I saw something on the streets of London today which I've never seen before, and I am still wondering why....ladies and gentlemen, I give you... The Pedibus! Don't know if I can provide the link, but you can Google it, but essentially it's a mobile platform that you sit on as a group and cycle to power, while drinking a beer at a counter in front of you.
It might be my inner hipster coming out, but I think that's seriously genius. We sort of have the same thing up here, walking and a pub every 5 steps.
I corrected it for you! Mind you, the bus name needs rebranding. I had to do a double take then when reading it...Could give people the wrong idea. Especially at work when Googling.
Well, I'm a Jock....and you may not remember the fine literary publication, The Dandy, featuring the story The Jocks and the Geordies. We and you have a friendly rivalry matched only by our enjoyment of a drink or two.
I'll probably have some Newcastle. Or Guinness. Or mayhaps some wine. @Lemex - Ah, thanks. Was wondering if that was a drink.
Jock is a another word for Scottish person. Considered by some to be derogatory, but not as much as the Cock-er-ney Rhyming Slang version, Sweaty Sock. No one wants to be called that.
Yeah, I know. Funny thing is, if you see most Scots, that would be the last word you would use to describe them! Fish suppers (ie, fish and chips), booze, deep fried Mars bars, booze, Irn Bru (a soft 'soda' drink made from girders), Snowballs, booze, tablet (candy which is about 99.9% sugar), booze, Tunnocks caramel wafers, teacakes....did I mention booze? It's little wonder than when I moved to Brighton as a 13 year old, my schoolfriends called me 'Haggis'.
^ That sounds bad. :[ So I decided to sneak a peak at how DragonSpell ends. I'll just spoil it for everyone: Risto, the villain, tries to do the 'I am your father' thing to Kale. She believes he's lying, but it's neither refuted or confirmed that he was telling the truth. He's also defeated by the power of music. I shit you all not. Kale's friends pull out trumpets or start vocalizing and Risto just...glares at them before being banished/vanishing in a cloud of black smoke. They all go home happy to have fulfilled the wishes of their mighty Paladin. The 'final battle' takes up half a page with the preceding pages full of Risto doing his aforesaid 'I am your father' thing. ... Even Eragon had a final battle more action-packed than this. W-what is this!? I've no words to describe it. Needless to say, I'm putting that book away for good. Just...just... I'm going to get Newcastle now. I need a frickin' drink to cope with what I've just read...
Didn't Daft Punk defeat the evil alien invaders with the power of music? There is power in that there music! Enjoy supping thy ale, oh thee, bad literature slayer!
I went to Newcastle once. It was for a Maersk interview. I went to an Irish Bar. It was also the time I met the first love of my life, who lived there, and I had visions of wandering along the millennium bridge at night with him. So, yeah, Newcastle has a lot of (sore) memories with me now. I don't think I could go back there without thinking of those dreams that faded away. I also didn't know Jock was an insult for the Scottish. I'll be sure to avoid it.
I'm sure this question has been asked before and is quite boring to the regulars, but what do all these robots do on here? Whenever I sign in there seems to be more robots than members on the site. oh, hang on ... I'm assuming I'm not a robot. Can someone take a look at the count of robots, then I'll sign off for 5 minutes and could you take another look, then when I sign back on check for a 3rd time. If the count goes down and then back up by 1 with each of my actions I guess I would have to take it as proof that life is not what I thought it was. It would explain why I prefer oil to Newcy Brown or Guinness.
The robots bring our drinks to us here in the Tavern, of course. Until that dreaded day when they become self-aware. ETA: Changed that before I'd read your post. Freaky.
123456789 - now I have an idea where the numbers 3232 came from in my name. Tell me dad, is mom a prime number, I've always hoped she would be. Hang on - just got to take this drink over to Outsider. And it sounds like I could be crawling sites rather than fetching drink orders. 32 robots to crawl sites!
I've been doing nights for the last 6 days, and the air con in the building is causing havoc with my sinuses. But I think I have found a remedy...wasabi peas. That heats them up no end. Whew!
