Thursday, November 27, 2003
The president flew to Baghdad to have dinner.
I hope he enjoyed it.
I used to drive a hundred miles for really good hamburgers, just for a lark, you know, when you're a teenager and first get your licence and a car.
There was thisgreat hamburger shop in a town a hundred miles away, so I'd drive there and get a 'burger with the lot.
That's meat, fried onions, a fried egg, fried bacon, cheese, shredded lettuce, pineapple, beetroot, tomato, tomato sauce ... and the bun.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
I used to drive a hundred miles for really good hamburgers, just for a lark, you know, when you're a teenager and first get your licence and a car.
There was thisgreat hamburger shop in a town a hundred miles away, so I'd drive there and get a 'burger with the lot.
That's meat, fried onions, a fried egg, fried bacon, cheese, shredded lettuce, pineapple, beetroot, tomato, tomato sauce ... and the bun.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
Sunday, November 16, 2003
I know where blogging started, but where will it end?
I don't know. Soon everyone will have a blog and noone will have time to read the other ones.
What happens to bogs that people start and can't be bothered carrying on with?
It would be like having a library full of half-finished books, the number of which grows exponentially every day.
It's quite a frightening thought. I can't really bear to think about it.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
What happens to bogs that people start and can't be bothered carrying on with?
It would be like having a library full of half-finished books, the number of which grows exponentially every day.
It's quite a frightening thought. I can't really bear to think about it.
is it time for a nap yet? i think so
