From Twitter 06-15-2010

• 17:35:31: @Sgboy01 Don't be rude unless you see his pic and he's not cute.
  
• 17:38:24: The Dean of Southwark preaches about inviting the PB of the Episcopal Church to celebrate and preach: http://is.gd/cQnKk
  
• 17:43:18: The 1st Compaq portable was an anvil with a handle. Now we see this on a train http://twitpic.com/1wyrbd Why is he smiling? He must be sore!
  
• 17:43:33: Thanks for @soveren for the previous tweet's subject.
  
• 17:49:29: @fj Do you just have TV, or do you also have cable or satellite? Your possible choices depend on where your input signal comes from.
  
• 17:58:37: @Naoij http://twitpic.com/1wzlrd - Very very nice. Guys with iPhones material, defo.
  
• 17:59:11: @geneticdancer Congratulations!
  
• 19:18:19: @soveren not bad... eating a chicken fried steak or something from tesco's that HWMBO bought. meh.
  
• 19:22:14: @soveren so what's new with you? Got a bit behind on twitter today...to much input from everything...
  
• 22:59:59: Well, tweeps and peeps, I'm off to bed for (I hope) a second good night's sleep in a week. Don't make too much noise, now!
  

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There will Always be an England, Canadian Division, Humour Department

Conjoined twins walk into a pub in Toronto and park themselves on a bar stool.

One of them says to the bartender, 'Don't mind us, we're joined at the hip. I'm John, he's Jim. Two Molson Canadian beers please.'

The bartender, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers. 'Been on holiday yet, lads?'

'Off to England next month,' says John. 'We go to England every year, hire a car. And drive for miles, don't we, Jim?' Jim agrees.

'Ah, England ' says the bartender. 'Wonderful country ... The history, the beer, the culture....'

'Nah, we don't like that British crap,' says John. 'Hamburgers & Molson's beer, that's us eh Jim?' Jim agrees.

And we can't stand the English, they're so arrogant and rude, not civil and polite like us Canadians.'

'So why keep going to England ?' asks the bartender.

'It's the only chance Jim gets to drive..

Another ending…

I have now cancelled my membership in Paris Gym. This is really gutting me as, although I've only visited once in the past year because of my feet, it has been a place very close to my heart for 13 or 14 years.

I joined in (I think) 1996 after Pleasuredrome remodelled and turned their gym into a very small room (soon to disappear altogether). I looked in Boyz for another gym to go to, and found a small ad for Paris. They had just started, and when I went I discovered that it was exclusively gay male (it has since expanded to exclusively male but enforces a gay-friendly environment) gym where I would not be made to feel uncomfortable because of my size or lack of ability.

I soon grew to regard Phil and Peter, the owners, as friends (in a professional setting, of course). As the gym grew (I was member 699) we would spend time at the coffee bar talking about this and that. My ex joined while he was in London briefly, then fled. Other friends have joined (hi, fj!), or attended. I lost weight, gained it back, gained muscle, became one of the regulars.

Meanwhile the gym expanded to two arches underneath Vauxhall railway station. The number of members grew, and the business (I believe) is prospering. However, as the state of my feet has gotten worse (and is now better, but not recovered), the chances of me being able to take advantage of my membership recede further and further into the future. HWMBO has been nagging me for almost a year to cancel my membership, but I have resisted. I cannot resist any longer, so I cancelled the standing order today and one of the owners will be delivering the contents of my locker shortly.

I feel like I've broken up with my boyfriend of 14 years' standing. I do hope that in the future I'll be in a position to rejoin. But, until then, farewell!