Terry the Bi Bilpolar Polar Bear

This is made by a guy I used to work with.

Ten bucks says you laugh out at the end.

Do you owe me ten dollars?

And it's a 'no' from Little Miss Yippety Yap.

A restaurant in New York has just opened up that specialises in...

...wait for it...

*whispers*

...silent dining.

Yup, you go along and enjoy your meal...without saying a word to your dining companions.

I am sorry, but that's my idea of hell. 

Crikey, a dinner party there would be a riot.

Even worse, imagine being invited to that dinner party? It really would say a lot about what your hosts thought of you. 

'How were the Browns?'

'Well, George looked like he chewed on the steak and Mary couldn't get through her duck -  took home a doggie back. Apart from that, couldn't tell you. They looked well enough, though.'

Apparently the chef was inspired after a trip to India after he saw Buddhist monks eat their meals in silence. 

But what I want to know - were those monks smiling?

In simpler times...when you could see if things were broken....

I have been working on a project that involves sending large files across large stretches of water and different time zones.

Today we received some graphics through that interweb tunnel-thing that just refused to work for us. Which isn't entirely ideal as we've got our noses pressed up against a deadline.

Anyhou, it was no one's fault, just came down to technology.

I sent an email this morning, 'If only corrupt files could be fixed with gaffer tape.'

Which is the same sentiment that a friend said recently, 'You know you've moved into a new age when your car needs at IT guy to fix it and not a mechanic.'

Crikey, listen to me, soon I will be saying, 'In the olden days I used to share my gumboots with my brother and hop to school.'