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Here you will find older scratches, musings and other detritus that once were located on the front pages, but have now faded.

Filed away here to collect dust and cobwwwebs in perpetuity, links may break, facts may change and data may corrupt.

On occasion I may come down here to tidy, but for the most, I prefer to leave the past where it lies.

 

Shocking

Over the past week I have been suffering with continual static shocks from almost anything I touch. Given that are flooring is specified anti-static I am at a loss to explain as to why. As a consequence of this however, I am beginning to develop a phobia of door handles, specifically the type attached to two inch thick steel security doors. I suspect this may be hard to explain during my upcoming appraisal:

Boss: So why haven't you been performing your hardware upgrades?

Me: The evil door handles are conspiring and won't let me pass without shocking me.

Boss: Oh. Really? Thats ok then...

A paranoid person might say this all started from when I inadvertently passed 240V AC across my chest whilst washing up (don't ask, and don't try at home kids), but I know this isn't possible.

This is of course unless I have inadvertently triggered a latent genetic mutation which will soon cause me to wander round wearing glasses and stripping off into lightening emblazoned blue spandex suit everytime someones iPod runs out of charge or a car battery dies.

21 Feb 2005 8:28 | (0) comments | Things

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