I can’t deny that
working all night is tiring, and it is definitely early days. But so far I like
night shifts. I get quite a varied workload at work, and I get to take my dog
for a decent walk every day as well.
Last night’s shift
could have been better; it could have been a lot worse. But once it was done I
came home. Going to or from work still has the same pundits on the radio. Today
they were commenting on “Black Friday”. In Britain we’ve always had the
January Sales which is when traditionally all the bargains are to be had. But
Americans do their bargains on the day after Thanksgiving. And rather than
being a gentle polite affair, it’s usually something of a bloodbath. So in true
lemming-like fashion Britain copies America and today shops across the country
have had “Black Friday” sales in which the average customer would
happily slit the throat of anyone and anyone in their bid to save a few
pennies. Police were called on several occasions. I wish
I’d gone to one… if only to watch the punch-up
Also in
lemming-like fashion the Prime Minister is now spouting pure UKIP propaganda. To sum up the
speech he made today, anyone who can’t prove a British pedigree is to be
deported, and if the EU don’t like it they can get bent.
It worries me that
he’s taking this line. Firstly he’s obviously trying to win back voters who have
fallen for the UKIP lies by saying that shit is sugar. And secondly he’s
following the tack of his coalition partners, the Dribbling Democraps, by
abandoning principle in favour if vote grabbing. He might not be my favourite
Prime Minister, but up till now I’ve had a grudging respect for him. Does he *really*
need to try to out-nasty UKIP?
On reflection I
suspect that to win the next election he does…
Once home I took
“Furry Face TM “round to the
park for a walk. Apart from having lost all recollection of the whistle
training I’ve spent years trying to instil into him our walk was rather
uneventful.
I took myself off
to bed shortly after 11am, and would have slept a lot longer had “Furry Face TM “ not had a major
woofing fit at 1.30pm. I got up, but wasn’t feeling as though I wanted to do
much. So I settled down in front of the PC and did another module on my
Coursera course. Today we covered the appearance of oxygen in the ancient
atmosphere and the evidence for changes (up
and down) in oxygen levels over time. I’m sure I would have paid more
attention to the subject matter had I been less fascinated by the odd-looking
chap presenting the lectures. His face looked about twenty years younger than
the awful beard he wore. And he had either a very odd hair line or premature
balding. Also his head was about twice as long as it really should have been.
Poor chap. And then at some point between the second and third lecture he had a shave and haircut and
ended up looking like a 1970s porn star (not that I’m an expert on the
matter).
I can’t help but
wonder how I did on the test for this module. For some reason it won’t give me
a result just yet.
I see that the
trailer for the new Star Wars film has been released. As a keen
trekkie I’ve often been asked to explain the difference between Star Trek and
Star Wars. For thirty years I’ve been saying that the key difference is that
Star Wars is lame, and this trailer does little to make me want to change my
opinion.
I then set off for
some McTea. I should have left earlier; the traffic was terrible. But soon
enough I was putting the world to rights with Stevey and Jimbo. And from there
it was round to astro club. A reasonable turn-out really. We had the second
evening of the new-look program; I’m still not sure if I like it; despite a
really good talk, it does seem to go on rather late. Perhaps if my dog had let
me sleep earlier I might have felt differently.
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