My mom managed to wangle a decent conversation with the bean today. Normally it’s just a “no thank you” response.
Tag: potd2014
Bit crowded in bed
If the little one says roll over, I’m falling out of bed.
The guru will see you now :D
Woot! I have successfully registered cote.guru as a domain, and also have richard@cote.guru as a mail address (that currently forwards to my gmail account. So, if there’s any member of the Cote family that wants an email account, let me know :)
Powerpoint Karaoke
I discovered a new concept today – even though it’s been around for a while now, it’s still new to me :) It’s called Powerpoint Karaoke. It’s a spin-off from the traditional Karaoke, however instead of singing songs, the participants must present an impromptu presentation based on a random presentation, projected on a screen, to an audience. The presentations can come from a sampling of images collected locally or by randomly downloading from the Internet.
The rules:
1. Participants get five minutes to speak
2. The slide decks are made by the facilitator/host
3. The slides auto advance every 15 seconds
4. There are no other rules
5. Audience votes on the winner
You have to play for comedy. There is no way to take the slides seriously since by design they are ridiculous. At best you are making the audience laugh, at worst they watch in silence as you struggle on stage. It’s purely stunt presenting. No one is there to learn or be inspired, at least not directly. There’s an element of wanting to watch cars crash in this event. It’s all in good fun, but also schadenfreudian. There is no way to be good at this. This is liberating. It really is more like experimental theater than anything like a public speech.
Here’s an example of 4 battle decks. Enjoy :)
But whyyyyyy, daddy?
He wanted to be just like me this morning, which included sleeping in our bed in jut his boxers, and then nicking my t-shirt.
Never underestimate the english palate for tea
That’s a good brew, that!
We have a proper englishman in our team. A northern lad through and through. We were talking the other day and he was complaining that while you can get decent coffee out of a machine, you can’t get a good cuppa. It’s just not doable. This morning, I challenged him to a blind taste test – a cuppa PG tip vs a special T English breakfast. He got it spot on, on the sip.
“I can’t say anything about wine and stuff, but I know my tea”
What is your Pink Floyd song?
I don’t know, mine would probably be The Great Gig in the Sky, followed closely with Is There Anybody Out There/Nobody Home.
I only barely lasted a month
I realised that I didn’t post anything yesterday. Partly it was due to being very tired, partly it was due to being a bit low. I realised this horrible situation this morning and tried to post my shame nun, but apparently it didn’t go through. I will try and do better.
Quote of the day – Russian Humour
Russian men losing years to vodka: spirit linked to 35% of cases where a man dies before age 55, with study citing national sport of spectacular drunkenness.
http://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/jan/31/russian-men-losing-years-to-vodka
Terry: Vera, did you know that 25% of Russian men die before the age of 55?
Vera: Yes, I did, my dad was one of them.
Stalin is giving a speech when somebody sneezes. He asks, “who did that?”. Silence. He says, “kill the first row”. He asks, “who did that?”. Silence. He says, “kill the second row”. He asks, “who did that?”. An arm shakes upwards and a small voice says “me”. “Bless you”, says Stalin.
Mom sitrep
So, according to the docs at her local hospital, she has two broken ribs and possibly a punctured lung. The ribs are broken high up on her back, which indicate a significant force of impact. She’s been given fairly hefty painkillers and she was kept under observation for her lung with more xrays planned for tomorrow.