One Bad Apple

Ugh... took three bites of an apple and i thought it tasted kind of sour and .. just off... looked down and i'd been eating into a very brown inside! Bleurgh! I wish apples that were rotten inside looked like it on the outside! Those nice red "delicious" apples generally aren't. If you can get a good one, they're fab but quite often they're mushy, or rotten. It really is a shot in the ..er.. apple barrel? I had a green one instead and they're pretty much always ok. Sour yes. Oooh speaking of green apples, i found a packet of Jello in the back of my cupboard. (that's the brand name for jelly here, thus, every brand of it is generally referred to as Jello) And it was green apple flavour! Really good too! They've got cranberry flavour as well which is yummy, too. And an image of Dad just went through my mind... he always poured on a little milk when he had Jello as he did if he had a bowl of pudding. He always said pudding tasted too "dry" without the milk! lol!

meme gacked from swanofkennet
( I am Bugs Bunny! )

Being a good girlfriend

I dunno how many of you remember the double album War of the Worlds from *koff* a few years ago. I barely remember it, but i know it was really popular in some circles. Jeff Wayne put on a spectacular show by all accounts at the MEN arena in Manchester on Sunday. gramie_dee was there and wrote a review of it, if you're at all interested.

and the (relatively minor) rant of the day

Went over to the Blue Cross office after work, about 4 o'clock, intending to pass over some receipts and walk away with a cheque in my hot little hands. Oh good, only a couple of people ahead of me so i took a number. There were two clerks on duty. One was dealing with a husband and wife tag team and it sounded like there were complications with their claim. No name on some receipts and other things they wanted to claim that were not allowed. I wasn't eavesdropping, ma, honest. But it's a small office and the desks are *right there*. The other client seemed to be taking a long time too, the clerk on the phone to head office and flipping through papers. Sheesh. Meanwhile the office fills up. Everyone else has the same idea, drop in after they get off work. One client leaves and the one with the next number finally gets her chance. And she has a huge stack of receipts. *groan* 4:15, one woman gets up after serving the tag team and goes, gets her coat. *and leaves*!!! WTF? She leaves! with one clerk left to serve .... counts... must be 7 or 8 people at least now waiting, little paper number clutched in their sweaty fingers, anxiously looking at the clock.

Two people get fed up and leave. I'm only two numbers away now. Too close to give up. The lady in front of me assures me she will be quick. Lo and behold, at 4:30 (been waiting a half hour now), a woman comes out from the back office and takes a desk and starts to serve clients. Wahey! The lady in front of me goes and yes, she's very quick. My turn! Yay! By the time i got out of there, not very long after, i had been in that office 35 minutes. Sheesh. You'd think that they would have more staff on at busy times, lunch and after work and you'd think that one wouldn't be allowed to leave before the next one came on to relieve her. Stupid, stupid, stupid. If the office wasn't right across the street from where i work, i probably would just mail it in. They also have a drop box and they would do the claim and mail you the cheque and i could have done that but i like getting the cheque right then and there. The only good thing is you don't have to stand in line, at least not if you're there before all the chairs fill up. You take a number and sit down.

This comes back to the syndrome wherein i always seem to pick the slow queue or days when i have to do business and everyone in front of me has a year's worth of business to do when mine is only 4 minutes at most.

No matter. I walked about a mile to the bridge bus stop in the sunshine but being overdressed for the 19 degree beautiful day, I was quite warm by then and decided not to brave the next mile hike across the bridge. I'm over the annoyance, but i thought i'd relate the story because i know some .. probably most of you can relate. Bloody bureaucracy!

Wait now...

ABC is advertising a stunt by David Blaine. Can he hold his breath under water for 9 minutes?
It's a 2 HOUR SHOW! WTF? Why???? Endless interviews? Training shots?
Will it take 111 minutes to revive him?
Are there warm up acts? like..
How long can someone withstand being squeezed by a boa constrictor before they have their insides mushed?
How many boiled eggs can someone fit in their mouth until they choke?
Do we care?
Not I. This is just beyond ridiculous *and* sublime.

*goes off shaking head in despair for the human race that will sit for two hours and watch shite like that*