If I hear the phrase "extreme kayaking" mentioned again this week I am going to start hitting things.  Yes, some people ran the Llyn Brianne spillway. Wow.  Not like that's never been done before, and it's hardly the first time anyone's put photos/video of it on the internet either...

Actually I'm more annoyed by all the idiots who immediately react with "oh, extreme sports should be banned beause they're dangerous and the NHS has to pay when someone injures themselves blah blah blah waste of taxpayer money blah blah".  Ahem.  Ever heard of insurance?  Oh, apparently that only exists for skiing (surely equally risky, but a more socially acceptable activity so that's ok then).  Stupid arguement.

I quite like climbing up walls and floating down rivers etc.  Yes, there are risks - but I accept that, because it's fun.  And besides, I'm far too much of a wuss to do anything really scary (like that spillway).

Hardly front page news.  And whilst I'm ranting about that, neither is some one pulling out of some boring dance competition.  Oh look, the world is still turning!

er, anyway...

I am not loving the 40 minute commute and early mornings that having a normal job again requires   Got a few rental properties to view, so hopefully that commute will be drastically reduced soon!

I don't usually mind driving, as long as I have loud rock music to accompany me   But it's much less fun when you're stuck behind something slow moving on a windy road with few safe overtaking spots.  Lorries, learners, idiots who drive at 40 no matter what the speed limit...
But the worst so far was a Reliant Robin.  I didn't think anyone still drove those, but then again this is the Forest...  Obviously that car and sharp corners do not mix, so it was slowing to about 10 or 15mph every few hundred metres.  urgh.

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Aha, I've figured out why I find the name of the newest Ubuntu release even more ridiculous than normal!

Intrepid Ibex... urgh.  I shall be referring to it as "8.10".

Anyway, it's a naming convention.  'adjective animal', alliteration, blah blah blah. No secret that I do not like it. But let's look at the last few:

• hardy heron
• gutsy gibbon
• feisty fawn
• edgy eft

And the next one will be 'jaunty jackalope'.  All with an 'eeeee' sound.   These, I can sort of cope with, because it doesn't sound completely moronic just to refer to them by the first work. 'Intrepid', however, does not end in 'y', and therefore fails.

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Gloucester's park and ride system is confusing.

For starters, they've decided against having something simple like a single payment for both parking and riding (which I thought was the point of park-and-ride?).  Instead you pay parking, and then pay bus fare.  hmm.

Anyway, even that's not so straightforward:

How exactly do you purchase a free ticket?  All the machine would let me do was put money in and buy an all day ticket, despite it being 14:00 and therefore very much after 10.  grr.  Probably would have been cheaper just to park in a normal car park in the city centre.

So what was I doing in Gloucester, I hear no-one ask?  Going round lettings agences picking up details of houses/flats.  'Cos I've got a job there and need to move house yet again

In other car related news, motorway driving (more specifically, middle lane rage) has been much improved since discovering this.  Friday on the M5 I managed 8 and a half circuits around some idiot in a fiesta.  hah!  Previous best, about 4.  If I hadn't reached the M50 junction and had to turn off it would have easily been more.

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