Sick again

For lunch today we went to the Tron, a pub behind the Tron Church, which didn't have any light cycles or Master Control computer programs hanging out at the bar. There was a very loud bunch of lads on a stag do, at 11:30 in the morning, which seemed a bit keen, but I suppose you should be happy people can wear hats with fake ginger hair and a bobble on top at first thing in the morning.

Inventions

Today I was going to build a script to write comedy reviews. It would be quite simple; a random number generator that would spit out "Needs more rape jokes" and "Could do with less rape jokes" at the end of each spurt of text. However, coming back from lunch, I had to do some work instead, so my auto-reviewer had to remain a wisp of inspiration and offence. Perhaps I'll build it this weekend. Just in time for Edinburgh. 2013.