Brain fried—send aircon
Those of you enjoying this supposedly "glorious" weather? Spare a thought for those of us that just cannot function in this heat. At all.
Notwithstanding the photic sneeze reflex making going outside (and even driving) a little annoying, the massively high risk of skin cancer groups I'm in from both sides of my family, my brain just seizes up when it's this hot.
I moved to the North to get away from this sort of weather damnit!
I have 7 tabs open for a post about the elections coming up on Thursday. It would be a glorious, erudite marvel of exposition explaining the system, the policies, the psephology and possibly, y'know, some options (as well as a withering critique of the godawful system Labour forced on us for counting votes)[1]. But I can't. Have a YouTube vid about why the EU Parliament is REALLY IMPORTANT, Andrew's post about UKIP racism, a Guardian article by the Lay Scientist about the anti-science policies of the Greens (I know not all Greens are anti-science, but that's the policy platform and we have to vote for parties in this one) and finally a link to the guy who got me to take blogging seriously, this one on the whole X% of our laws come from Brussels lies that UKIP peddle with no substance whatsoever. Reading the rest of his recent posts is probably a plan.
Coherence might happen tomorrow, if I a) get some sleep and b) have a good brain day.
In the meantime, if you're registered to vote in London and haven't decided yet, it's possibly the only region where a specific vote can be fore a specific person and get that person elected. Jonathan Fryer only just missed scraping in on 2nd quota in 2004. Jonathan's a top bloke, I met him several times while in London, he bought me beer and is bloody sound on the issues. I don't live in London anymore, but he's so close to scraping in, if you're not sure, etc, vote for him? In the rest of the country? Party lists, so look at the manifestos, use one of the votematch survey thingies, and just go vote. It really does actually matter.
Sorry, I said my brain was fried, right?
In the meantime,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
miss_s_b dragged me to B&Q today so she could buy more plant pots and stuff to put in them. We got more basil, rocket, oregano and other useful stuff. She also bought a chilli plant. It's a chilli that'll burn your mouth off at 50 paces. It's sat next to her at her computer desk as it needs to be brought in at night.
She's called it George.
I'm doomed.
[1]Honest, it would be.
Notwithstanding the photic sneeze reflex making going outside (and even driving) a little annoying, the massively high risk of skin cancer groups I'm in from both sides of my family, my brain just seizes up when it's this hot.
I moved to the North to get away from this sort of weather damnit!
I have 7 tabs open for a post about the elections coming up on Thursday. It would be a glorious, erudite marvel of exposition explaining the system, the policies, the psephology and possibly, y'know, some options (as well as a withering critique of the godawful system Labour forced on us for counting votes)[1]. But I can't. Have a YouTube vid about why the EU Parliament is REALLY IMPORTANT, Andrew's post about UKIP racism, a Guardian article by the Lay Scientist about the anti-science policies of the Greens (I know not all Greens are anti-science, but that's the policy platform and we have to vote for parties in this one) and finally a link to the guy who got me to take blogging seriously, this one on the whole X% of our laws come from Brussels lies that UKIP peddle with no substance whatsoever. Reading the rest of his recent posts is probably a plan.
Coherence might happen tomorrow, if I a) get some sleep and b) have a good brain day.
In the meantime, if you're registered to vote in London and haven't decided yet, it's possibly the only region where a specific vote can be fore a specific person and get that person elected. Jonathan Fryer only just missed scraping in on 2nd quota in 2004. Jonathan's a top bloke, I met him several times while in London, he bought me beer and is bloody sound on the issues. I don't live in London anymore, but he's so close to scraping in, if you're not sure, etc, vote for him? In the rest of the country? Party lists, so look at the manifestos, use one of the votematch survey thingies, and just go vote. It really does actually matter.
Sorry, I said my brain was fried, right?
In the meantime,
miss_s_b dragged me to B&Q today so she could buy more plant pots and stuff to put in them. We got more basil, rocket, oregano and other useful stuff. She also bought a chilli plant. It's a chilli that'll burn your mouth off at 50 paces. It's sat next to her at her computer desk as it needs to be brought in at night.She's called it George.
I'm doomed.
[1]Honest, it would be.