mmm, pistachios
This is the result of my evening so far:
A glass full of pistachio shells. Yum yum. Nuts are healthy, right?
This is the result of my evening so far:
A glass full of pistachio shells. Yum yum. Nuts are healthy, right?
In the news again this week - the Atheist Bus Campaign. Posters on buses (and the tube, etc), in reaction to some especially preachy adverts from religious idiots telling people that they'd burn in hell if they didn't go to church. Or something, I wasn't really paying much attention...
Now, I don't consider myself an atheist. I'm not religious, I don't believe in any higher beings etc etc. But people don't go round defining themselves according to whether they believe in the tooth fairy, do they? The whole concept strikes me as being somewhat counter-productive.
So I wasn't really planning on mentioning the buses. I like the idea, and I'm pleased that it's actually happening, because I really hate people preaching and trying to force their views on me.
But that idiot from christian voice has apparently decided to complain to the Advertising Standard people because he thinks it violates rules on "substantiation and truthfulness". I keep reading that as truthiness, hehe.
Plus these are the same idiots who got their knickers in a twist over the Jerry Springer opera. They really need to find a more productive way to spend their time!
Ahh, it's 2009. Apparently this is something new and exciting, just because the number's changed. Right.
Let's sum up the last two weeks in handy bullet point form.
Supposedly a paddling trip, but a lack of rain and therefore no water in the rivers meant that that didn't happen, hehe. Plenty of frozen things to walk around taking photos of though, whilst most other people were mountain biking.
Actually, I went biking too - at Coed Y Brenin, on the 'family' trail. It's been more than two years since I last attempted any sort of cycling, and now I remember why - it really hurts my knees! And, for hire bikes with man saddles, also my bum. ouch. Anyway, it was sort of fun - very pretty (should have taken the camera with me) and I can probably handle the shame of being overtaken by small children and a man on a unicycle. heh.
New Year itself was spend in the same Tremadog pub as last year, although the party was nowhere near as good. Silly string everywhere, yuck.
So now I'm back in Gloucester, and it's still cold.
The docks are mostly frozen over, which amuses me for some reason. This swan was looking quite confused earlier as it bashed itself a path through the ice.