To gain the upper hand in a game of squash, let go of a really good fart in one corner of the court. Then, try to hit the ball so that it lands in that corner. Your opponent will be unable to get close enough to the ball to return it.
This is a most worthy extension for Firefox, and definitely worth having installed for those occasions when you may need it. It allows you to grab hold of the bottom, right, or bottom-right of any textarea and drag it to your preferred size.
Resizable Text Area (or a direct link to the xpi, if you trust me)
UPDATE: Another few extensions that I strongly recommend are AdBlock, WebmailCompose (for users of webmail) and Slim Extension List (for users with more than half a dozen extensions). All homes should have them.
February: Pete and I go to Venice for a romantic weekend, but manage to avoid getting engaged. Yay us!
April: Day trip to Belgium for a long, boring meeting.
May: Training in New York, followed by a few days off, featuring Stuart and Krissa, the most fabulous hosts ever.
June: Switzerland, to visit a client who is lucky enough to be sited on the shores of Lake Zurich.
July: One night in northern Germany, meeting some more clients, and then two weeks of training in Hong Kong and China.
August: Prague, for Pete’s birthday.
September: A client in France and a training course in Holland.
October: Possibly a month during which I might not see Heathrow Airport at any time. So far.
November: Conference in Brussels. Speaking in front of an awful lot of people. Trying not to think about it.
December: The idea of at least a weekend in Budapest, to see the snow and the christmas markets and the forralt bor, has been mooted.
The advert for this job said 5% travel.
Last night I failed to watch Catch 22 for the third time. Over the years I have been in the room while it was on TV twice before, but I was probably reading a book. I only seem to look up when there is some sort of gory injury on the screen. I remember the recurring phrase, help him, help the bombadier.
Last night I watched the beginning, slept through the middle, and then went to hang up some laundry. And it’s such a very good book.
21:08 I’m out. Well, I don’t think I’m quite technically out, but it’s close enough to be worth falling asleep over. And I still blame this sodding weblog.
21:04 She puts into place the final instruments of my doom…
20:59 The luck continues to favour Karen. And all this liveblogging is really distracting. It’s YOUR fault that I’m losing.
20:57 I’m meat. Really. I’m doomed.
20:49 I won a reality TV show and collected £100k. Awesome.
20:47 Property starts to grow like weeds. It gets interesting. Though neither of us carry much cash.
20:41 I think it was more fun when I was tearing her apart, limb from limb.
20:36 A small comeback is occurring. But very very small.
20:32 And now she’s won the midweek rollover jackpot. I may be facing a greater foe here.
20:30 She’s got six different colours. But she’s winning, so I’d better shut up for now.
20:27 I’ve managed to get a complete set of yellows, but I needed to mortgage three properties to get it. Ugh.
20:24 It doesn’t get much better. I think this one is doomed.
20:18 I’m pretty badly off, money wise. However, Karen once again can’t resist the urge to spread herself very thinly, so it may pick up.
20:14 I’m building up a nice collection of the yellows and greens.
20:13 She’s in jail. The harlot.
20:11 A very polite game so far, with neither of us stamping on eachothers’ collections. This may be a high-rise kind of game.
20:09 A poor first lap for me, landing on the income tax straight away. Though Karen bought everything that she landed on, as always. However, she only landed on three different colours, so this could turn out to be much more exciting than last night’s.
20:05 Karen is first off the mark. She lands on one of the blues. She will buy it. No surprises yet.
Karen and I are going to play a game of monopoly. Updates will be added to the top of this post as and when they happen.
She’s going to be banker and estate agent and everything. I’ll be press.
You might have noticed that we recently got a del.icio.us thingy, and added the link to the bottom of the page. Should you be having any trouble at all in working out which links were added by Pete, and which were added by Karen, here’s a clue:
Pete has added links about owls and sleep.
Karen has added links about Serious Things.
36. One Of Us, by Michael Marshall Smith
3/5
37. 100 Strokes Of The Brush Before Bedtime, by Melissa P
3/5
The weather forecast clearly stated Thursday 26, Friday 23, Saturday 21, Sunday 22, so last night we decided to go for a picnic in a park about a mile from home.
It was a little breezy, but we huddled happily on the rug, munching pork pie and admiring the dramatic cloud formations. We agreed that it was a little bit too windy to throw the frisbee. We britishly sat out a couple of spots of rain.
Then we retreated a little way under one of the big lime trees, until the wind started blow gusts of raindrops into our shelter.
Then we crept round the other side of the tree and hid in the undergrowth.
Then we wrapped the picnic rug around us and scurried home.
Ah, British summertime.