“Please hold — you’re, like, an awesome customer, which is why we’re going to play the Casio Keyboard version of Disco Inferno at you for the entire duration of your call. Please hold”. Don’t let Rory Blyth’s slipping sanity distract you from his awesome sense of humour…
A Sudanese man was recently forced to marry a goat after being caught having sex with it. What I want to know is how they knew it was real man-goat love, not just a fling. Wont someone think of the children?
Thanks to John N. Rayner for pointing out that figure 7-41 wasn’t online. It turns out this is because the script that I wrote to convert the images refused to convert that figure for me because it was compressed with an algorithm that ImageMagick doesn’t support for legal reasons. That compression was used because the publishing team tweaked that image at some point, and I simply didn’t notice.
The problem has now been corrected, and I apologise for any inconvenience.
I was lucky enough to attend a talk by Seth today, having never really being interested in his writings (I’m not a marketer). The man is fascinating, and suddenly I’m interested. I will endeavour to read his latest book soon, but until then, I leave you with this gem about why people have to attend work (among other things).
This came up in a conversation at work (believe it or not). The bikini (as in the swimsuit) is named after the French nuclear testing in the Pacific (as in bombing the living shit out of the Bikini Atoll). I have proof:
The modern bikini was invented by engineer Louis Reard in Paris in 1946 (introduced on July 5), and named after Bikini Atoll, the site of nuclear weapon tests in the Marshall Islands, on the reasoning that the burst of excitement it would cause would be like the atomic bomb.