matt’s debates
because matt’s debating is not a crime
Archive for May, 2006
flickr is awesome
List of things that Matt majorly missed the boat on, part 287:
I only just got into flickr-ing. And it’s such a good site. Very sophisticated.
How far have you been?
I thought I’d seen a lot of the world. Then I found “Visited Countries” and I soon realised just how big the world is and how much more is left to see!
Experts recommend beer.
It’s true!
Beer is good!
I’m famous. (And cultured?)
I’ve gone one better than BiKE magasine and got myself in the Guernsey Press and Star for my cricketing prowess. Go me.
Brokeback Mountain
Top ten Old West phrases that will never sound the same after Brokeback Mountain…
1. “I’m gonna pump you fulla lead!”
2. “Give me a stiff one, barkeep!”
3. “Don’t fret—I’ve been in tight spots before.”
4. “Howdy, pardner.”
5. “You stay here while I sneak around from behind.”
6. Two words: “Saddle Sore.”
7. “Hold it right there! Now, move your hand, reeeal slow-like.”
8. “Let’s mount up!”
9. “Nice spread ya got there!”
10. “Ride’em cowboy!”
The secrets of linguistics
In linguistics, phonemes are the smallest meaningless speech sounds humans make. The smallest meaningful speech sounds humans make are called “morphemes”. Everything we humans say is either meaningless or meaningful. A lot of people never learn the difference.
Couldn’t agree more. From El Reg.
Super-car shmooper-car
One of the senior managers in my office lives just up the road from me. We seem to get on the road to go to work at about the same time most mornings, most mornings we have a bit of a race (although I’m not sure he knows that) and unfortunately he normally ends up winning. Well not today! Hurrah! Yep – he actually got on the road slightly before me, but I was in the office a good 10 minutes before him.
Oh, did I mention that he’s in a Porsche 911 Carrera 4S… and I’m on a push bike? Guess not. Yep, it’s true – heavy (and I mean heavy) fog this morning meant that more people were in their cars (the lazy scumbags) than usual, and presumably whilst I was filtering my way through all the traffic, Mr. Porsche was sat in air conditioned leather-lined luxury listening to Radio 4.
vs. 
Pah. My crusade for stopping blind people from driving (i.e., those people who drive around with their wing mirrors folded in continues… I must have “reminded” half a dozen people this morning.