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Monday, September 20, 2004
A Dead Leopard in a Wheelbarrow?
I've got a new flat. I've decided to call it Blode Base Alpha and it feels more like home now it's properly named. Unfortunately it's not really very imposing at the moment- I need a big sign which reads
"YOU ARE NOW ENTERING BLODE BASE ALPHA. DANGER! LASERS AND SHARKS!"
Also, I could do with a couple of red revolving lights to put in the corridor, and a motion detector that activates a voice recording of the DANGER! message above whenever anyone opens the door. And maybe a siren of some sort.
Food's place is, of course, named The Pantry
I'm not sure how people respond to our naming of things. It was a joyful moment when Food's new wife first called Mr Harris (the family car) by his real name. I was very impressed to find out, though, that Becca (the aforementioned new wife) was facing resistance from him on throwing out the old alarm clock, Mr Beepy, who is currently peeping out from behind the surly whizz-bang imposter clock, beeping folornly every now and again, in an apparently random, and very tragic kind of way.
I say Save Mr Beepy.
Yesterday I learned that Rheas (large flightless birds) in Brasil are being chased around by a man with a stuffed Jaguar in a wheelbarrow, and another wearing a Scream mask and cape. What a fantastic way to spend your time.
They're doing it to try to instill a fear of natural predators in captively raised birds before they are released, but apparently have just given them a morbid terror of wheelbarrows.
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