Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you but... honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there's voices so... please please can you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman, or...
Back in a moment.
Thank you Santa.

Saturday, December 25

Life

'Twas The Day Before Christmas

And all through the office,
Not a telephony application was stirring,
Because they'd all crashed.

I don't know why - they fell over at different times and for different reasons - but one by one, over they fell. Just to make sure I wasn't bored, I guess.

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Life

Spotted While Christmas Shopping

Pixy: That little boy has a toy puppy stuffed in his shirt pocket! How cute!
"Toy" Puppy: Woof!
Pixy: And so lifelike!

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Thursday, December 16

Life

About the Author

Her life was transformed when she was introduced to the works of linguist and political philosopher Noam Chomsky
Born in 1976 to a family of Welsh toothpaste-miners, Pwxy Mwsa (as it is spelt in her native tongue) led a rebellious early life, her free spirit drawing the animosity of the Calvinist power structure, whose worldview she saw as stodgy and uninspiring. In 1991 her despairing parents packed her off to Cambridge, where they hoped she would become something, though just what was left unspecified.


Her life was transformed when she was introduced to the works of linguist and political philosopher Noam Chomsky, and she realised that anyone can get tenure these days. Sadly, her new academic career was short-lived, and in 1995 she was drummed out of the Bristol School of Sophistry when authorities uncovered her secret cache of samizdat Robert Heinlein novels.

Forced to take up a new trade, she started her own business selling "Y2K" solutions to large corporations. This proved to be a huge success, and by 1999 her net worth had reached $3.5 billion, before she lost it all in a failed takeover bid for British Telecom.


Reinventing herself yet again, she became known as a composer, producing the chart-topping hits Crunchy Frog Blues, What Dance Dance Kitten Did On Her Holiday and Return of the Return of the Electric Ant in rapid succession. She is also the author of several unpublished novels, most notably the fantasy thriller Stone Dead, as well as even more unwritten ones.

In 2003 she founded Mu.Nu, the Online Journal of the Good Parts of Western Civilisation, which has prospered to the point that it now garners sometimes dozens of visitors every month. In 2004 she became an ordained minister of a recognised church, though just how this was allowed to happen has not been adequately explored.


Her eyes are blue, her star sign is Carotius, the root vegetable, and she prefers coloured stones to diamonds, thank you.

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Sunday, December 05

Life

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I thought I'd be good and wash the dishes instead of sitting here playing the Sims. So I stack the dishes on the counter, open the cupboard to get the detergent, and then crash-crash-crash-tinkle.

Well, that's four dishes I'll never need to wash again.

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