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April, 2005

  1. LOL

    April 13, 2005 by Cas

    My Onion horroscope this week:
    Virgo: (Aug. 23—Sept. 22)
    You’ll question your wisdom in hiring such a fanatical personal trainer, but you must admit that those who manage to escape his diabolical Maze Of Fitness Or Death emerge looking pretty damn buff.
    See yours at The Onion


  2. Penguins With Claws

    April 12, 2005 by Cas

    Or iPods are no longer cool.

    A drastic statement I will agree, but the iPod owning population also now includes President George Bush. Apparently he listens to music downloaded (I hope legally) by his aide whilst mountain biking. Bush, not the aide. Let us put aside for now the slightly mind-twisiting image of Dubya on a bike and concentrate on the image of him using that icon of modern cool, the iPod.

    Doesn’t quite work, does it?
    (link to the story)

    Today Chris sent me a very cute pic of a penguin he had created (with a dollup of inspiration from elsewhere) in an attempt to make me think that they aren’t evil. Too bad he then mentioned how he was now animating claws… (The picture). And I am not sure if thanks or curses are in order for the following, but he is also to thank/blame for the following link:
    Everyone loves, magical Trevor…

    There might be one or two of you out there who remember a certain yam & anthropology-related joke from Liverpool (you had to be there, I can’t explain). Well, I saw this cartoon, and it reminded me is all…:
    Yams cartoon


  3. On the count of three you shall release the Holy Hand Grenade…

    April 12, 2005 by Cas

    … Not four, not five, but three… (excuse the brief Python paraphrase, just watched Holy Grail)

    Before I forget, gives Ceres a quick *huggle* I tried to email you but got bounced. Very painful.

    Things, they say, happen in threes. Never has this been truer than for my Mother at the moment. She goes on (to use her words) a ‘holiday of a lifetime’ to Italy which was scheduled to reach Rome at 1900 on Saturday 3rd April. Just over half an hour later, the Pope has died. We aren’t Catholic, so Mum freely admits that lots of people were more affected by this event than she was, but it still meant that a lot of what she wanted to see (Sistine Chapel for one) and do (window shopping through Rome) just weren’t going to happen. She did get to see inside St Peter’s before they laid the Pope out, and apparently it was amazing how the Italians (who are the first to admit themselves) aren’t the most organised people in the world, coped. Her words: “I doubt the British would have managed as well”.

    So she manages to get out of Rome (tricky in and of itself on Friday morning) and finally gets home last Saturday (9th April) to find a flood of, if not Biblical, then proportions still larger than any sane being would want in their home. Cause? Faulty ball-cock in the water tank in the loft. Effect? Water comes through rafters into airing cupboard beneath, makes the boiler go bang, turns all the linen etc in the cupboard soggier than if they’d just come out of the washing machine, and keeps on going all the way through the ceiling of the downstairs loo, bringing part of that down with it. Result? The house is stone cold (the boiler supplies all the hot water for central heating etc) and VERY damp; all the soaking clothes, towels, bed linen etc are in the process of either being washed in a neighbour’s machine (thanks Joan) or drying on hastily erected washing lines; we are facing the grandaddy of all cleanups; we need a new boiler; it’s time to redecorate the cloakroom; and my Mother has vowed never to go away again (last time she went on holiday she came back to a flood – slightly smaller, caused by a hole in the brickwork, but still water water everywhere).

    Number three? In an effort to get her mind off the carnage inside, Mum decided on Sunday to tackle the lawn that, due to two weeks of neglect, resembled a junior jungle. A third of the way round, the lawnmower also goes bang. In the grand scheme of things not so bad, but still enough to make you wonder which deity is having a hissy fit and taking out on my poor Mum.

    The only thing now is, Mum is on tenter hooks about what might happen next! She (and most of the rest of us) would like to think that those are the three things and everything is going to be ok, but there is a dissenter in the ranks who feels that counting the Pope’s demise isn’t allowed, so he is waiting for one more thing. And I thought I was the eternal pessimist!


  4. The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

    April 12, 2005 by Cas

    12-04-2005
    I’m watching you

    Wow. Just looked at the stats for the Holm, and I’ve got over 2100 hits recorded! And considering Geocities penchant for randomly reseting totals/not counting properly in the first place, the real number is going to be significantly higher. *feels smug*


  5. Kitty Redux

    April 10, 2005 by Cas

    Jo has a theory about the naming of Kitty. (For those of you who don’t know what I am talking about, go here for an explanation of sorts and a pic). She pointed out that in one of my recent film-binges, I watched Monsters Inc, in which the child (Boo) eroneously calls Solly “Kitty”. For those of you who are not familiar with Monsters Inc, Solly is the large, fluffy, stripy monster. The theory? That this wiggled its way into my subconcious and made me think that a large fluffy worm was called Kitty. Alas, she has yet to make a stab at explaining why I was dreaming about a large fluffy worm in the first place. Suggestions on a postcard to the usual address please…

    In other things that caught my eye today and made me go ‘you what now?’
    When talking about the royal wedding yesterday, the NYTimes had this to say about Prince Charles
    “Suddenly, Mr. Awkward began to seem like Mr. Darcy.”
    *goggles* –> The Story


  6. The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

    April 10, 2005 by Cas

    10-04-2005
    I’m going to regret this, I know…

    Some pictures added to the Album. Not sure if you’ve seen them before or not. Enjoy.


  7. Wow!

    April 9, 2005 by Cas

    Well, royal wedding aside, today looked like a slow news day in my papers, till I saw this:

    Man gets nine years for spamming
    A man has been sentenced to nine years in jail by a Virginia judge for sending millions of junk emails, or “spamming”…

    (full story: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/4426949.stm)


  8. Oh Mickey…

    April 8, 2005 by Cas


    Oh Mickey, you’re so fine, you’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey! Hey Mickey!

    I heard that song on the bus on the way back from the gym and now I can’t get it out of my head, so I feel the need to share the pain. Mwhahahahaa!!! (I told you the gym was bad for you!) Once more on the topic of exercise, at last I am not alone in the wilderness! Jo is no longer a gym-virgin, for she was inducted today.
    Three cheers for Jo!

    Finally I am vindicated – ever since the first time I got on a cross-trainer, I have been saying how they are evil, evil I tell you! (*gibber*), and when I espouse this theory, people have been looking at me a little more strangely than they usually do. The only support I have had has been from my mother who had the following little anecdote to share about cross-trainers:

    A gym-virgin herself until just a few months ago, my wonderful mother finally took the plunge and joined the (theoretically) lycra-clad brigade at the local gym. She had just been on a cross-trainer for the first time ever and managed a very creditable 3 or 4 minutes (embarrassingly my pb is 4.30). As the talkative type, she strikes up a conversation with the dashing young man on the cross-trainer next to her. She was openly impressed that he had been going on this thing for upwards of half an hour and said so. Very forthright my mother. Only for said stud to ruefully admit that for his first time he had managed 30 seconds before falling off!

    Now, aside from the fact that my mother gets to chat to handsome men at the gym but I don’t, I took this to be two for my side on the whole cross-trainers: Lucifer or Gabriel debate, but against me the ranks are legion. Then I bullied Jo into having a go on one (I am mean). Hurrah! I am alone no more! Whilst she didn’t look in immanent danger of falling off, she didn’t look like a happy bunny. Following the little experiment, she confirmed my suspicions: Cross Trainers are the creation of Satan, or at least one of Satan’s lycra-clad lesser minions who realised late one Friday afternoon just before clocking off for the weekend that he needed to devise something fiendish to fill his quotas. They may not be up there with WMD, smallpox, or Dan Brown*, but they are definitely on a par with certain evil pairs of shoes that rub no matter how many plasters you wear, penguins, and certain members of the cafeteria staff who hate me.

    *Let me clarify in case you got the wrong end of the stick. I have nothing against Da Vinci Code on religious grounds. People are free to think what they want to think, and credit to the guy for making money out of (someone else’s) odd idea. My problem is this: THE MAN CANNOT WRITE FOR TOFFEE!** The Da Vinci Code is just badly written.*** Angels and Demons is no better. I haven’t read any of his other books but apparently they are just as bad.

    **Or any other sweet you would care to mention. I am not prejudiced about confectionary.

    ***Again, I should clarify before someone yells at me. This is just my opinion. I am not a trained author, literary critic, or English teacher, but I like to think I have a moderately good grasp of the English language, and that I can appreciate what is well written and what is not. Dan Brown is not one of this generations finer writers. He is not even one of this generations mediocre writers. He was just intelligent enough to write his latest book on a topic that got him notoriety. Cynical, probably, but there you go. This is my blog, and that is my opinion, so there :P


  9. Things That Make You Go NEE!

    April 7, 2005 by Cas

    I’ve written a new book review and it is available to read over at the Holm.
    –> Clive Cussler, Sahara review

    *twiddles thumbs and waits for the post she emailed in several hours ago…*


  10. The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

    April 7, 2005 by Cas

    07-04-2005
    Still going

    I have decided, for now, to run the blog and the ‘Holm concurrently. There are things around here that won’t work in blog format (the bookshelf for one), but I am preferring the blog for what was on this page. From now on, look to the blog for rants/updates on my life etc, whilst come here for other things. This page is going to become more what it was intended – a first place to look to see what is new around the ‘Holm.

    And in that spirit, a new book review: Clive Cussler’s Sahara.

    The relationship between the blog and the Holm is going to be awkward for a while till I get set up with my own hosting, when the blog will nest nicely inside the site. If you were are one of the (few) frequent visitors to the Holm, then I would recommend you look at the Blog first. I will notify you there of anything worth looking at around here.