Since I am out tonight, not to return until the small hours, no new stuff, I'm afraid.
However, I will resort to that old standby, posting the posts from this day in 2014 and 2013. So you can see how BOOJUM! has evolved over time.
2013
What's A Human To Do?
During my drive home to and from work I tend to mull things over. I can think and drive at the same time, you see. This morning I was pondering what to put in the blog. I even canvassed Darling Daughter.
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| Sally ready for some "mindless self indulgence". A pop group, apparently. |
'Most people who write blogs post about what happened in their day,' she advised.
No! People do not want to hear about deadlines and targets and Service Level Agreements and where all the teaspoons went*.
Instead we have -
"Inchoate"
As part of the rounded induction that BOOJUM! offers all readers, let us examine this word.
Obviously it refers to a tribe of Amazonian Indians, who inhabit the upper headwaters of that mighty river, and who subsist on a diet of fish and monkeys. Oh, and yams**.
What's that? It's not? It means "rudimentary" or "a process only just begun". Bah!
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| What Inchoate ought to be ... |
Another critical decision that needs making. On Friday I shall be going to the Christmas dinner at Pizza Express, so I shall need to do the shopping tomorrow before the Pub Quiz, so I have to bake tonight.
I have decided that the recipe will be - Bannoffee Whoopee Pies.
No, I have no idea why they're called "Pies", as they are two pieces of cake held together with creamy filling. Nor do I know where the "Whoopee" comes in - oh no actually I do - that will be the ganterpies at work spotting them and hovering like helicopter gunships.
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| Positively gleeful! |
* Yes, they all vanished. Again.
** Just testing. There was only one asterisk.
2014
Oh Aye Indeed!
But first, let me bore you with the minutiae of my daily battle with Hermes. No problems on the way into work this morning, the trouble started on the way home. The 24 bus didn't bother to put in an appearance, so the 182 was absolutely rammed.
What's that? Wait for the next 24 because the 182 goes a roundabout way and is slow?
<Conrad sticks a finger in his eye to stop his hysterical laughter>
Fools! You make the classical mistake of expecting the next First bus to actually arrive! And be on time.
A touch of the Dunkirk spirit prevailed and people commiserated with each other and condemned First* Bus.
Anyway, here you are:
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| I knew I'd find a use for that calculator keypad |
A painting, next to some numbers. Thanks to Carol for the inspiration
Get Out Of Here WIth Your Deinosuchus**!
Since the source of this acronym is lost in the mists of time, and also Conrad's erratic memory, I have decided to provide a definitive version.
What Is A Deniosuchus, And Do You Drink, Smoke It Or Play It?
Conrad warns against approaching a deinosuchus, although the probability of you ever meeting one is pretty much zero, as they are an extinct species of prehistoric alligator. They were - what's the word? oh yes - ENORMOUS!
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| Dinner has arrived |
That's Deino about to dine off a T Rex, to give you a bit of scale.
Oh, and the name means "Terrible Crocodile".
Doctor Who Monsters Part 4
No, sorry, not the Lesser-Known Not-Crap Monster article I came up with a short while ago. No, this is about that single bright shining moment of my day - No! Not when I cast off my human disguise! When I open up my Doctor Who Advent Calendar.
Who (or what) did we get today?
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| Today, a bandy little orange chap |
This is a Zygon, or, as Wonder Wifey christened them, "Pizza Monsters" as they do indeed resemble the world's worst case of acne ever. Since the one above is rather small and the detail doesn't stand out, can the Art Department -
| - Ah, thanks |
There is a classic line in the original serial "Terror of the Zygons" when Brontar sees the Doctor apparently lying dead:
"He underestimated the powers of organic crystallography"
Not often a scriptwriter gets to use the words "organic" and "crystallography" in the same sentence.
Orion. No, Not That Project Orion***
This concerns the test shot of the Orion spacecraft, in order to - well, test it. To see if it flies and, if so, how well. It is expected to get people to Mars - I volunteer every single--named celebrity that features in The Metro as long as they stay there.
Anyway, the flight has been postponed. Fingers crossed it doesn't go the way of the last Space-X mission, which had to self-destruct.
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| O Right-on Orion |
Fort Dologorodoc
This post is simply because I like the name, and is probably the only word in the world that has 5 "O"s in it. It was a fortified^ position in the highlands of Italian East Africa, scene of a protracted and bloody battle during late 1941.
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| Hard Rock Fort Dologorodoc |
That's all for tonight. Pub Quiz in half an hour. Also, thanks to Glamourous Understudy Sophie^^ who volunteered to bring in gingerbread so that Conrad has a night off from baking.
Wait - what's that sound? OH NO! The Zygons are attacking! Save yourselves -
| Easily confused. |
- whoops, sorry, no, it's just Dominoes delivering.
* Do you see the hilarious irony present in this name and concept?
** Come on, the acronym "GOOHWYD". Do keep up!
*** Work in-joke. No, I shan't explain it.
^ But of course. There is a clue in the name.
^^ No, not that Sophie, this Sophie.
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