Thursday, March 28

From the Bobby Sands range

Walking out of work last night I noticed the property management company have chosen to paint the walls a shade of brown that I'd call Maze Prison Fecal Smear.

The property management company send me a newsletter every week. It's fascinating reading.

The last one had this snippet.

Massachusetts Smoke-Free Workplace Law prohibits smoking in any building or in any outside area where smoke may migrate into a building. This law also applies to the use of e-cigarettes, which are considered "nicotine delivery products" and are comparable to tobacco cigarettes. Local smoking regulations are reportedly being updated in response to the growing use of e-cigarettes. 

I don't smoke but I do feel sorry for those who do. If this stuff continues we'll end up with smokers' islands. Although the lepers are likely to claim they got there first.

A smoking leper would be a very exclusive island wouldn't it?

Wednesday, March 27

Did you give up blogging for Lent?

No I didn't.

I've had plenty of stuff going on, but I've had no desire to type.

My on-going battle with the crazy work-related repetitive-strain injury in my arm makes for a finite number of mouse clicks I can manage each day.

Of course, to control the pain I''m taking a medication that numbs my central nervous system - which in its own way makes me less angry, and less humored by events around me ... the basic content of this blog!

Also, one of my frequent Scrabble partners has decided that one game a day isn't enough, and instead she has begun adding new games every few hours. I have 7 games on the go with her at the moment. That creates so many clicks and drags for my mouse hand!

Somewhere in South Sudan a kid is blogging exactly the same thing as me. Because these are globally relevant problems.