Confused in Georgia

I could not stop laughing when I read this! BTW, if you have trouble reading the answer on your screen, I've retyped it here:

"You are in the state of Georgia. The nation of Georgia is on the other side of the world."

New Zealand Rugby League World Champions!

Wow, this is unbelievable. Most people would have predicted the Australian juggernaut to win the final. But after trailing a narrow 12-16 at half time, the Kiwis absolutely dominated in the second half to make rugby league history and overhaul the Aussies to win 34-20!

Ubuntu 8.10 Resolved my Wireless Issue!

I have just upgraded from Ubuntu 8.04 to 8.10 on my Presario V3000 Notebook.

After all the grief I endured with the wireless connection using 8.04, I now have all of my Ubuntu wireless hassles behind me. The wireless connection on 8.10 works fine! All I had to do was search for the hardware driver and implement my network settings.

If you own a Presario in the range of the V2000-6000 series notebooks that use the Broadcom B43 network driver, then this info could prove very helpful to you.

Joke: Polish Divorce

A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl.
Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well
until one day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he
could arrange a divorce for him.

The lawyer said that getting a divorce would depend on the
circumstances, and asked him the following questions:

L: Have you any grounds?
P: Yes, an acre and half and nice little home.

L: No, I mean what is the foundation of this case?
P: It made of concrete.

L: I don't think you understand. Do either of you have a real grudge?

P: No, we have carport, and not need one.

L: I mean. What are your relations like?
P: All my relations still in Poland .

L: Is there any infidelity in your marriage?
P: We have hi-fidelity stereo and good DVD player.

L: Does your wife beat you up?
P: No, I always up before her.

L: Is your wife a nagger?
P: No, she white.

L: Why do you want this divorce?
P: She going to kill me.

L: What makes you think that?
P: I got proof.

L: What kind of proof?
P: She going to poison me. She buy a bottle at drugstore and put on
shelf in bathroom. I can read, and it say: "Polish Remover"

Indian Restaurant in Paris 2005

Whilst having an evening meal in an Indian Restaurant in Paris, I was quite aware that French was probably the second language of the Indian staff. This left me thinking that English was probably a distant third language ... if I was lucky! The menu had all the items listed in the mandatory French, but also included a faint grey English translation in tiny lettering. Therefore, I was able to avoid escargot and grenoiulle(?).
Because of the extremely limited vocabulary of the restauranteurs, I was on the receiving end of statements such as, "You eat. You sit." I knew they weren't being rude as they were obviously trying to communicate with the ignorant foreigner (me!).

This leads me to a question:

If cows are considered sacred animals in India, why can we buy Beef Vindaloo at an Indian restaurant?

Elephant Bum Job

We all experience the occasional Monday morning blues, we can even make it to Wednesday and think "Man, we're only half way there", or our brains just want to switch off by Friday lunchtime.
Some of us may even think we suffer badly at the hands of irritant people or frustrating machinery.

Now, the next time you want to complain about your job, spare a thought for this guy ...

Now say this with me, "I will not complain about my job, ever again!

Asbestos ... Ah Best Not!

Earlier today, I scrambled home from work via shank's pony for some lunch.

I was in the process of anticipating a yummy bite ... when the phone rang.

My Mother-In-Law was the caller. She informed us that she'd won a gold medal in a long distance walking race, held in Hamilton (our soon to be city of residence). Great news.

Nearly ten minutes after that phone call, the peace was shattered once again by the sound of the phone ringing.

This time, the caller was some guy who claimed that our insurance company had arranged for his outfit to remove asbestos from our lounge. After a minor palpitation, I queried him on whether he had the right address. He was meant to contact some unfortunate house holder in Balclutha.

Just one more word ... whew!