OddThinking

Apparently my CPU has been getting up around 75°C.

I ignored it for a while. However, last weekend I decided it was time for action.

Before I can tell you your new password, I need you to garlphrumph kwellaos.

For the last 10 years, I have visited a shopping area occasionally, and I watch with interest the current levels of redundancy in the assortment of retail establishments.

I started to read the question: “Anthony and Janet are chemistry students and are having an argument about-”

“Stop there!” interrupted my father!

At what age did boys make model airplanes? At that tender age, I had never been so mortified – it absolutely horrified me what this young sales assistant thought.

Here’s another story of coming out wrong… wait, wait… let me re-word that.

Now, girls and boys, if you are all sitting comfortably, I will tell you a story from a long, long time ago. This was an age before mobile phones! This was an age before message waiting lights. This was an age before the PABX knew your name! This is a story about an old corporate phone system I used to use.

Late one night, I pondered my life, logically.

I didn’t much like what I proved.

A story about a time I was evaluated like a piece of meat.

A mystery story about a hat, a scarf, Canberra and a party.