Your plastic pal who's fun to be with.
Eoin Colfer's And Another Thing, aka the Douglas Adams H2G2 sequel: what are the early reports? Good, bad, okay, a crime against the memory of DNA? Worth the flutter on a hardcover edition?
Yesterday we spent the afternoon with
sahiya and twitchylizard at a cider pub in Sebastopol. Sitting in the warm sunshine, drinking local brew, people-watching for interesting hair and interesting tattoos: we were in Northern California all right. Also, Twitchy and Mr Pedia got along far too well for my peace of mind. They were a public menace with the giggling. Fear them! Especially when they're drunk.
I drovesahiya's automatic transmission vehicle home from Sebastopol, since I didn't feel like drinking and was therefore the only one without alcoholic bubbles floating around my head. I stuck my left foot onto the brace plate and said to it, "Left foot, you have nothing to do on this drive. Just chill out there." This strategy worked, since I only put my foot down onto the non-existent clutch once, at the very end of the drive.
I effing hate automatic transmissions. Manual everything! The machines haven't taken over yet! Mmmmmmmmm, glad to be of service.
Yesterday we spent the afternoon with
sahiya and twitchylizard at a cider pub in Sebastopol. Sitting in the warm sunshine, drinking local brew, people-watching for interesting hair and interesting tattoos: we were in Northern California all right. Also, Twitchy and Mr Pedia got along far too well for my peace of mind. They were a public menace with the giggling. Fear them! Especially when they're drunk.I drove
sahiya's automatic transmission vehicle home from Sebastopol, since I didn't feel like drinking and was therefore the only one without alcoholic bubbles floating around my head. I stuck my left foot onto the brace plate and said to it, "Left foot, you have nothing to do on this drive. Just chill out there." This strategy worked, since I only put my foot down onto the non-existent clutch once, at the very end of the drive. I effing hate automatic transmissions. Manual everything! The machines haven't taken over yet! Mmmmmmmmm, glad to be of service.
God, it took me ages to stop trying to work the clutch after we switched to automatic. I used to swear I'd never leave standard, but now I'm not sure I could ever go back to it. It was a lot of work, especially in all the stop and go traffic around here. Takes us twenty minutes to go five miles, and that's on a good day.
God, we really must be careful where and when we allow Mr. Pedia and Liz to be in proximity. I found the whole thing mildly disturbing.
Admit it; you're a closet Brit :-D