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For Sale

Wedding gown, white, sizes 12 to 14. Brand new, never used.

There Is An Ancient Beggar

And he growleth at one in three.

I only realised today that he is, literally, singing for his supper - it's just that his voice is shot.

There's Nothing Like It

There's nothing quite like coming home of an evening to find your house surrounded by flashing lights. Uh-oh.

And a tow-truck. Whew.

No-one hurt, I hope. They were just finishing up as I got there.

Money For Nothing

There was a string quartet playing at Wynyard Station today. They were good and they were raking it in.

Juxtaposition

The Big Issue is a lefty rag magazine in which I have little interest. Their TV ad isn't bad, though. They hire the long-term unemployed to sell their magazine, presumably on a commission basis.

Today, there was a guy on George Street giving an imaginative and entertaining spiel on just why you should buy his wonderful magazine. Not ten yards away, another guy in a smart suit droning into a microphone about why you should come into his store and buy his cameras.

If I was the camera store owner, I'd have dumped suit-boy and hired Big Issue Guy. Like a shot.

Signs of Intelligent Life

The Oni Blogger thinks that I am smart and funny. He also approves of the absence of Neon Genesis Evangelion from my top 25. Clearly another discerning individual. His site has some great photos, but (fair warning) one or two of them might offend some readers. Coffee drinkers, for example.

I've also been linked by Untold Millions. I bet it only counts as one link on the Ecosystem, though.

Update: Maximum Verbosity is also hip to the Irony. Check out her Laws of Blake's 7 and Farscape here.

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