Hier, Archie! (flauwe woordspeling, excuses)

This is so stupid but I only sent that Wikipedia entry to my girlfriend yesterday.

You’re very lucky to have such friends.

Well I take solace in the fact that I first assumed it was someone else’s doing.

I usually say 10° but the threshold often strays a bit lower. Yeah, not much hiking to be done around here, ha, actually I’ve just been travelling somewhere a bit further south and I looked out the window and said “hills! I remember these!”

I come from the north; anything above 20° and I graduate to the shorter shorts.

I used to laugh at that little boy who said shorts are comfy and easy to wear, but by God was he right about it.

I went to see King Gizzard recently, earplugs in pocket, and I suppose I never found a moment to stick them in, but I was stood near the front the whole time and I came away with absolutely none of the usual hearing damage. I don’t know how they did it, but what a great bunch of lads.

When I were a lad, I’d get told never to put all my eggs in one basket.

I’ve visited my native England a few times by train from the Netherlands and it’s a breeze, but a bit dear if you don’t plan it a thousand years in advance. A few months ago I took the sleeper to Vienna and back and it was very good indeed, better than the Caledonian Sleeper I might daresay. I have a medium-long and fairly good anecdote about getting the train to a village in Germany last winter if anyone’s interested. I went to see Lightning Bolt in Paris a few years ago and that went swimmingly too. I’d like to go to Spain or Portugal at some point but it’s something like 13 hours by train. Oh, and when I lived in the UK, I was working at a train station, so I’d use my staff discount to go quite far afield: I took the train from Liverpool to Lille once with my bike and cycled up to Amsterdam; I took the train once to Luxembourg, then Trier, then Bonn to visit a friend, with a little detour to the bit where Luxembourg, France, and Germany meet (Schengen). It’s a nice way to spend a day if you just bring a book or something.

I’ve had to do it twice in my life, and I cut the hair with scissors first then used a cheap razor much like these: https://www.voordeeldrogisterij.nl/premium-laser-twin-wegwerpscheermes-10-stuks.html?id=272026839 Came off painlessly.

They’re no turnips; they’re daikons.

The original website mentioned there is like my platonic ideal of a website. https://www.lby3.com/wir/

Undergoing severe semantic satiation here lads.

I think the thing stopping me from doing 40 squats in a minute is that it might make me dizzy, not that my legs aren’t strong enough or whatever.

Ah, nou, dat verklaart het wel!

I bought a vintage racer in 2018 with the intention of fixing it up, repainting it, etc, as it had clearly rusty parts and exposed steel, and I ended up not bothering for one reason or another, but it was every bit as zippy and manoeuvrable when I had an accident on it last year that meant I had to chuck it in the tip. I shouldn’t brag or whatever but I remember this little speed counter thing saying I was breaking the limit a few minutes before the crash.

Ik heb ergens gelezen dat Volt een zetel van BBB hebben overgenomen. Leek mij raar!

I went to see a film with my mate just last week at the pictures, and I ended up needing the foreign subtitles, so after it had finished I turned to him and said “could you hear a fucking word any of them were saying?” he said “I was going to say that!” This was the film: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_End_We_Start_From so there are parts where I assume you’re supposed to be seeing things through her eyes and she’s all discombobulated, but then why have subtitles if that’s the case?

I remember once looking over my sister’s shoulder while she was on MSN messenger and a mutual friend chose that moment to confess (via MSN messenger) that he fucked pillows for practice.