Bah

Here is an exerpt from an article in the Herald-Sun, outlining some of the Green’s campaign promises. See if you can spot the flaws:

LAWS to force people to ride bicycles more often and eat less meat.

DRIVING farmers from their land.

MEDICARE funding for sex-change operations.

CAPITAL gains tax on the most expensive family homes.

AN OPEN door policy on asylum seekers.

They want a welfare program that allows people to remain on higher dole payments indefinitely without any requirement to look for a job.

The Greens also want the population cut by two million, and for unspecified farms, roads and buildings to be turned back into nature.

Did they even think things through?

GMail Goodness

I have 6 GMail invites waiting to send out.

What would you do for GMail?

Well

Well, well, well.

One post every day, then nothing for a week. I only have so much creativity, it would appear.
I have noticed that my blogroll isn’t updating. I suspect that the code I use is pinging blo.gs more often than it likes and so has been blocked. It could just be permissions, mind you.

Not a lot to say of late. I’ll think of something more profound later.

{{EDIT}} It was actually the PHP option to retreive remote URLs. Odd that it worked before, I don’t remember turning it on, or off for that matter. Fixed now.

Fun with retail salespersons

Went to buy a small piece of kit today, a 256mb SD card for my iPAQ. They were on sale at a particular department store, and it’s a bargain at $99.

I approach the counter and make eye contact with the guy who looked like Chandler from Friends working behind it. 3 times. I almost called out “Hey, Chandler, can I get some…serviceoverhere?” when he turned the corner of the counter and tried to leave. I stared him down.

“Oh, uh, do you need some help?”

“Yes, I want to buy something.”

“Ah, um, yes?”

I point to the sign on the counter he’s working, which displays, in big letters, “SD MEMORY CARD, $99″

“I’ll take one of these {indicating sign} memory cards for $99, please.”

Chandler fumbles with his keys to open the display cabinet, does so and puts his hand on 128mb SD card.

“Nope,” I say, “A liiittle to your right.”

He plumps his hand down on a 64mb CF card.

“Keep going,” I say, in a helpful tone.

He plumps a hand down on the 256MB SD cards, mutters something about “They’re all 256, I’ll go look out the back.”

“Hang on,” I say, “It’s 256 I want.”

“I thought you said 128?”

“Nope.” Again, cheerfully helpful, “256, $99, on special, like it says, on the sign there, in big letters.”

“Ah. Anything else you want to buy?” An attempt at being narky, re my opening line.

“Nope, not today!”

The rest of the transaction proceeded without incident.

We did, however notice a hole in the ceiling where, presumably, the “Covert Patrols” we were warned of upon entering the store had fallen through.
Visions of IT Ninjas ducking behind racks of nighties as you approach…