Missing Links

The thing about doing things which make you tired, is it makes you too tierd to blog about them. So instead, a survey of some of the ways the internet enriches our lives.

My father lived here during the first world war: http://www.llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwyll-llantysiliogogogoch.com. It's quite long, and rather a mouthful.

But this one is even bigger: http://www.iamtheproudownerofthelongestlongestlongestdomainnameinthisworld.com.

Howver, there's always someone who has to tell the world they've got the biggest. It's a bit sad really:
http://www.thelongestdomainnameintheworldandthensomeandthensomemoreandmore.com.

Anyway, what the world needs is love sweet love. Either that or wigs for babies. But not both, I suspect.

I once slept in a graveyard. Just the one time. There's a perfectly good reason - I'd just had sex with a gravedigger. No, really. But it wasn't like this. If it had been, I might still be there.

I'm usually quite good at keeping secrets if people ask me to, but as you may have guessed, I don't have many secrets of my own. But if I did, I could post them here

I was wrong - what the worlds really needs is vibrating soap. And a binary alarm-clock, a computer powered hamster wheel, and a wallet made from duct tape.

Have you ever thought there must be a word for someone who thinks it's impressive to use words no one else understands? There probably is.

Most newspapers and magazines exist to influence readers by pandering to their prejudices with half-truths. One, however, contains no half truths at all. Only complete lies. It's the most honest publication in the world.