A quick picture from my lunch hour...
Does it matter if you can answer,
Have a nice weekend!
I receive a lot of innoxious mail; Buy my printer, Want cheaper consumables, Look at our specials... you may as well send me a piece of paper with 'Please Recycle' printed all over it. If I want to buy equipment or change a (well thought through) procurement arrangement then I'll research it and your stupid hey-look-I-killed-another-forest piece of paper isn't going to effect my decision whatsoever.
So I was chatting to my Vietnam born Aussie now Dutch friend the other day who is about to return with her hubbie to Oz to have their first child. Exciting! Well, probably exciting. I'm not up to speed on the whole 'seed of my loins' thing, I'm sure it's somehow enjoyable for those who really want to do it... to me they're pretty much 'crazy breeders, Breeeeeders!'. I jest, I'm very happy for them. Breeeeeders!
Well, OK, this is somewhat of an over statement. Or is it?
What a wonderful time of year. Easter! Not only is it the anniversary of my blog, where the greater world-wide community was introduced to the wonders of an elegant small cat and a puppy of indistinguishable sexual orientation dancing around the world in search of the Easter Bunny but it is also the time of year that we celebrate our saviour. That's right, CHOCOLATE! Oh wonderous cocoa-bean and your rich, delicate derivatives. In whom we confide and consume. We thank thee for thou most generous bounty. May you live long upon our palate. I commend to you this film. A small token of my chocolatey appreciation. May your servant, the Easter Bunny, find his way to all our homes so that we may enjoy your goodness.
Ahhhh weekend. Where did you go? Weekend? Oi! Weekend, are you listening to me? Oh, of course you're not, personalising questions to days of the week is a foolhardy quest. They may have personalities but it's not like they can sit down and have a conversation with you. Except Tuesday, but let's not talk about Tuesday, that dude is boring. It's true. Nothing has ever, not in the history of the world, occurred on a Tuesday. Cause no-one wants to talk to that boring git.