I added some more to Cheap Trick. Still trying to figure out who was who. Or is it whom?
Well the book of completely memorable people is called "Who's Who." Does that help, no? Or there is that well known and entirely plausible time traveller Doctor Whom.
What have we got today? Some kids books, some wart cure, some Steve News...
Still to come, a pic of a hedgehog...or a badger...or both...hell both, lets live a little!
Want to know what happiness consists of?
Leisure or idleness,
Self-understanding or identity.
Transcendence, or spirituality.
These are the 8 components according to Manfred Max Neef, a Chilean economist and ecologist No I mean the 9 ingredients. I'll say that again, the 10. basic human needs before a human being can be in a state of well-being and happiness.
Myspace news. That ole poopin' hound, the Indie dog.
What is happening with the Indie dog, has he decided to sniff up some other lamp post, other than myspace?
Do you believe in life after myspace? You know when you switch the computer off - what happens - is any of this real? What do you believe in?
See I've had these warts - ordinary warts on my fingers. I was examining my hands for signs. Well I know of this ancient "old mother chriswasanon" wart cure and it goes something like this.
Ye method (incidentally "ye" is not prounounced ye)
[Misreading of ye, from Middle English þe, spelling of the, the (using the letter thorn).]
Long rambling linguistic NEWS! Feel free to skip.
USAGE NOTE In an attempt to seem quaint or old-fashioned, many store signs such as “Ye Olde Coffee Shoppe” use spellings that are no longer current. The word ye in such signs looks identical to the archaic second plural pronoun ye, but it is in fact not the same word. Ye in “Ye Olde Coffee Shoppe” is just an older spelling of the definite article the. The y in this ye was never pronounced (y) but was rather the result of improvisation by early printers. In Old English and early Middle English, the sound (TH) was represented by the letter thorn (þ). When printing presses were first set up in England in the 1470s, the type and the typesetters all came from Continental Europe, where this letter was not in use. The letter y was used instead because in the handwriting of the day the thorn was very similar to y. Thus we see such spellings as ye for the, yt or yat for that, and so on well into the 19th century. However, the modern revival of the archaic spelling of the has not been accompanied by a revival of the knowledge of how it was pronounced, with the result that (yē) is the usual pronunciation today.
So that's that sorted then.
Only you could find a font that has "thorn" in it.
That was easy but. That's enough OE. news back to wart news.
Tak ane fistfull of fresh dandelions and squeeze the juice onto your warte and then wait...
Well I'm still waiting. But it has had what I would call an interesting effect upon my blemishes, turning them entirely to brown but as yet there has been no retreat of warty excruescences. I'm ever hopeful - oh yes ever hopeful.
Last night I was sitting there not ruminating on much, having a quite ciggie and re-reading Matlock's entirely reasonable account, I was a teenage Sex Pistol, tales of watching things and Denmark Street, a certain type of loaf of bread and a pound of liver.
Nature news (mammalia)
Thinking just thinking, watching the stars, marvelling at the rapidity of that rain storm coming from nowhere and then listening.
Where was I, listening just listening to the wind when I heard this snorting sound.The imagination wildly conjures up a badger - of all craturs - which shape shifted itself into a monstrous many legged insect. When the contrast and definition had finaly settled down, it was revealed to be just a wind blown pile of docken leaves.
"Not a badger" and certainly not the Badger from Kenneth Grahame's wonderful children's book the Wind in the Willows. This is one of Shepard's illustrations.
The snorting was coming from beyond that. Flush against the drystane dyke - wall. There was a snuffling hedgehog. Possibly a returner from the troop that lived in the garden last year. Ahh sweet. It may head back to the compost heap.
Me: "There's a hedgehog outside!"
Other and better half: Brightly (hello clouds, hello sky mode /on) "Can I see?" Skips off.
Me: "You'll need a torch...."
Myspace Steve news. All is Steve is Steve is Steve is Steve is Steve is Steve is Paul? is Steve.
One of these eight Steves is different can you spot which one? Too late, Steve spotted it. It's all change ----------> <----------
No Transcription from Tina - today well not yet.
That's enough Steve Jones for today - more l8r - keep checking back.
Do hedgehogs bite? What do they eat, plant or animal? If they found a bag of Cheetos, might they eat them? I imagine them to be like, slow, grumpy little dogs.
Well they eat slugs mostly which is wot makes yore actual hedgehog the gardener's friend. Made utterly memorable as an adorable wee beastie by such children's authors as Alison Uttley and of course, Beatrix Potter...They'd be hard pushed to find a packet of Cheetos in our garden let me tell you by the way. Wotsits? Corn snacks.
As a tender foolish child, I had an enduring fascination for hedgehogs. Me Mum used to leave out a bowl of milk with that crap white sliced bread in it. She called it sop. They seemed to like that. She also use to say " come and get your tea." and "go away" and let me sleep for a bit" and "ask your father."
Mrs. Tiggy-winkle Beatrix wrote about her pet hedgehog in a picture letter to Winifred Warne: "Mrs. Tiggy-winkle is a great traveller. I don't know how many journeys she hasn't done. She enjoys going by train, she is always very hungry when she is on a journey . . . I think you must ask Mrs. Tiggy-winkle to tea, she will drink milk like anything out of a doll's tea-cup!"
Mrs. Tiggy Winkle seen clutching her Southern Railways season ticket to her paws as she makes her regular 1st. Class journey into Waterloo. Warne was of course F.W. Warne who published Potter's classic books.
That's enough Supernature.
Chriswasanon in the yellow and Tina in the lavender.