The album August and Everything After by Counting Crows.

I was like “WTF? I’ve never even heard of beef tea and I’ve lived in Victoria my whole life!” Then I clicked the link. 🤦

I got Shokz Openrun Pro after dealing with a couple of shit pairs: everything falls out of my weirdly shaped earholes. I was worried about the band around the back, but I don’t even notice it. Because they’re bone conduction, they leave my ears open and I can hear cars or bike bells. My favourite bit is that I can wear them with earplugs when I mow the lawn and still hear music.

Good Morning Glipglorp! From the Androids and Aliens podcast by the Glass Cannon Network. It was a random bit of world-building that the players latched on to and ran with and it turned into a whole episode.

An American Werewolf in London.

I stayed up watching it on my brother’s black and white TV. My parents had no idea. I nearly shit the bed afterward when my brother jumped on me in the dark and yelled “raaaah.”

It depends on whether you’re referring to individual refried beans or the dish ‘refried beans’ as a whole.

If it’s the former, it would be ‘too many’ (individual) refried beans.

If it is the latter, it would be ‘too much’ (of) refried beans… Unless you had multiple servings, in which case it would be ‘too many’ (servings of) refried beans.

That is my opinion: as such it is subject to change should further information come to light.

Harpo Speaks! - Harpo Marx An amazing story. That guy had a wild life!

Total Recall - Arnold Schwarzenegger Nothing happened to Arnold by accident. He is the ultimate man with a plan.

District 9

Do I “approve” of sex work? It’s not my place to either approve or disapprove of what other people do with their time, their money or their bodies. The question is loaded to provide justification for your moral outrage.

Brussels Sprouts.

When I was a kid my mother used to boil them. I would gag from the taste. Mushy vomit-balls of awful.

A few years ago I watched a Jamie Oliver video on how to cook them properly and now they’re a staple with roasts and meat + 3 veg at our place. My wife, my oldest son and I fight over who gets the most.

It looks like a copy of Snake Tales. The art on this one is a bit rougher than what I recall from Snake Tales, but the style is the same.

“Correlation is not causation” is the phrase I use in that situation.

I had back surgery Nov 29 last year. Surgeon told me I’d never run again. This morning I ran a 29.35 at ParkRun. Never give up.

I injured my spine (at work) in 2022, but didn’t realise I had injured my spine. I thought it was a hamstring injury. I gradually dialled back the running to try and allow the “hamstring” to heal. I continued working. I stopped running in March '23. I discovered the extent of the injury in July when I got an MRI (just over a year after the injury). I was told I’d never run again.

I had surgery at the end of November last year. I was cleared to return to work a couple of weeks ago. I was made officially redundant last week (unofficially it was retaliation from my employer for daring to refuse his offer of a private payout and opt for WorkCover instead).

I ran a 32:43 at ParkRun this morning. I’m pretty happy. Unemployed, but happy.

Death on Two Legs - Queen