Today's humour post

This has been seen in lots of livejournals, so if you posted this in yours already, I may have seen it there:

A guy goes to the supermarket and notices an attractive woman waving at him. She says hello. He's rather taken aback because he can't place where he knows her from. So he says, "Do you know me?" To which she replies, "I think you're the father of one of my kids." Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been unfaithful to his wife and says, "My God, are you the stripper from my bachelor party that I made love to on the pool table with all my buddies watching, while your partner whipped my butt with wet celery???"

She looks into his eyes and says calmly, "No, I'm your son's teacher."

Today's Mobile Phone URL

My first mobile phone in the United States was a huge console-like set that I used in Chicago to ensure that were I to break down on the expressway, I would not have to run screaming into traffic to flag someone down to sedate me. Nowadays I am looking at my two phones (one personal, one for work), and marvel at the changes in the industry and in the telephones in 16 years.

This Register article has a very interesting take on where the mobile phone industry has been, and where it's going.

Today's l33t URL

I refrained from saying much about the late unlamented Rev'd Jerry Falwell's death, as I felt that the blogosphere that I normally read had covered it quite well enough.

However, I came across this little gem this morning, and I think that it expresses my sentiments exactly.

Today's Chess URL

When one thinks of chess players, and especially grandmasters and international masters, one normally thinks of nerdy people who are a bit, well, odd. Eccentric. Unstable, even. Bobby Fischer comes to mind.

But this article begins with the story of the South American chess champion who is just 15, but has run away from his family in Peru to move in with a 29 year old exotic dancer in Brasil. Is this eccentric? Lucky? You decide.

Today's Roadside Sighting

I had finished lunch, and was waiting to cross Buckingham Palace Road on the way back to work. When the light changed, a very curious motor vehicle drew up and stopped. It was a sofa.

It was advertising an online sofa store. There wasn't anything about the motorised sofa on the site, I fear. I was charging my mobile phone at the office so I couldn't take a picture, more's the pity.