Showing posts with label silliness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label silliness. Show all posts

Thursday, April 26, 2007

A tradegy in three acts

Act I

Our heroine receives the Energy Library monthly update. Which contains the following:

Bizarre building materials

Researchers at Michigan State University have proposed that cow manure be used to replace sawdust in the manufacture of fibreboard.

A German architect has filed a patent application for a new type of cement made of dog droppings. The best breed for this has got to be the setter.

In Australia one man is building an energy-saving house from used wine bottles.

To be in the draw to win a king-size bar of energy chocolate email ... any unusual building material you’ve heard about by 4pm Friday 6th April.

She replies:

For the competition mammoth bones are my building material of choice although availability these days is bit of a problem.

Act II

Our heroine receives an email announcing her victory. She is delighted.

We see an inter-office envelope with a block of chocolate shaped bulge deliver to her empty desk.

We watch her franctic typing and the envelope becoming buried, unnoticed under floods of papers.

We watch her work late into the evening, pausing only to stalk the floor ravenously, desperate for sustenance. The scene repeats itself a second night but this time her pathetic moans lure a colleague to share his last muesli bar.

The next day later she finds the envelope. She shares most of the bar with her workmates, perhaps it is the guilt that make her do this? The act ends as she puts the last four squares into her desk drawer.

Act III

A week later. She works through lunch, sustained only by a tiny roll. She takes out the packet, wolfs down the chocolate and peers disappointed into the empty packet, a substantial amount of chocolate crumbs remain. She lifts the packet in triumph, tilts it toward her open mouth and ...

... the crumbs pour into the crevasses of her keyboard.

The lights slowly fade out on the final scene - our heroine staring in despair, past the pile of mixed chocolate crumbs and crud of the ages she has shaken onto her desk, at the brown goodness still caught between the keys.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Stone age slogans


Inspired by Gary Larson and a little boy I saw today with a T-shirt which I couldn't quite read but it might have said "Save the Dragons". The caveman is borrowed from here.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Hold me tight

We have cable broadband. Right now I'm on hold on the phone logging a fault with the provider. The problem is that over the last few months the cable from the pole to our house has been mysteriously getting longer and longer. At first it just swayed in the wind, then it slapped against the telephone line and now it is getting tangled in the tree. It can't be good for it.

Possible explanations (to fill the time on hold):
  • there is a very heavy possum in the neighbourhood
  • a invisible spider spins some more each night
  • they made the cable out of knicker elastic by accident
  • the cable wants to be a swing
  • the call centre staff have been swinging on it hoping for my call

[and then a human being spoke to me again.]

Friday, November 03, 2006

Eat brains

To celebrate this little known and just invented Zombie Day I bring you:
and a reminder that the only real way to kill a zombie is to fill its mouth with salt, sew the lips shut and then bring it in sight of the sea.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Itching only makes it worse

In a desperate attempt not to write a post whingeing about my chicken pox I was looking for chicken pictures on the web and on page 4 of a Google image search for "chicken" I found this:

From http://www.bbc.co.uk/. Sadly there is a perfectly logical explanation which is not that the BBC mistook the Queen for a chicken.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Flippant Scifaiku

Reading this inspired these:


Oh no,
the time machine
again.


Only
aliens are
abducted.