Deadlines

The final OU deadlines of the academic year are upon us part-time students, heat rash is pouring down upon the Welsh Mediterranean, the election battle busses have been launched, the Quirky Muffin is counting down to its nine hundredth post, and GCSE season has started! It's all go, and doesn't even include the horror of impending birthdays. If anyone would like to take over this hectic schedule, please send your details plus a hefty bribe in magnet loaded plastic penguins to the Quirky Muffin, with your answer to this tie-breaker question: 'I am lunatic enough to write your blog and make wooden busts of William Shatner because...'. Nothing less than twenty thousand words will be acceptable. Good luck.

There's something just a little bit romantic about an election battle bus, isn't there? A long road trip full of ideas and passionate debates? No? We're probably far too cynical to believe that now. People are not exactly prone to being persuaded of things any more, and that's about as far as I'll go. It would be nice to think that ideas could propagate and intermingle to make interesting and exciting new things to talk about.

Nine hundred posts would be quite a milestone. How difficult would it be to get there, I wonder? Could it be done nicely? Oh, we all know it will be done, but what exactly will be the content for these next twenty something posts... The ongoing serial stories have been on hold for so long that I'm not even sure what has been happening, but maybe it's time to dig in and actually read through what has occurred so far in 'Diary Of A Laundry Robot' and 'Wordspace: Phase 2'. It could take days of deciphering all the dead ends and mis-starts. Fortunately, the job is made easier by the aborting of 'The Glove', which had fallen completely apart. Somehow, it never quite worked. There should have been more penguins.

Maybe we need to use battle busses more literally. Would it be better, since actual debates are things from ancient history at this point, to use them instead for ludicrous tugs of war with old bits of anchor chain? It might be more interesting. Or they could be used to for chicken races? These are all just ideas; You can make up your own. Each one needs an appropriate mascot for their party on the dashboard though, or hanging from the rear view mirror.

O.