Geeky Nightmare

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I had a really vivid dream last night – just before I woke up. I dreamt I pressed a secret keyboard combination (yes, I can remember what it was – the ‘Windows Key’ and ‘;’) which reformatted the PC automatically and then booted up to a ghostly Windows 95 screen in pink. I think it’s my subconscious telling me to back up!

A four day weekend awaits me now. Tomorrow involves picking new lights and carpets for my room. It’s getting redecorated – finally! – about time too cause the wallpaper is literally peeling off. How squalid. Anyway, I’m also going to see The Kumars at Number 42 being recorded tomorrow. And also try out that whole ‘revision thing’ everybody is talking about nowadays. More fun than Kaballah apparently?

Sorry. I’ve had a cold, and I didn’t think anyone would be interested in reading that. [sneezes]

I did manage to finally hand in my very last piece of coursework on Thursday, so am now officially coursework-free. Just got homework, exam revision and yearbook editing left. Oh, and talking of yearbooks – here’s an embarrassing picture from Year 8 that’s just turned up:

Me in year 8

The hair! The smile! The braces! The slightly autistic stare!

Oh, and I never got a chance to register my disapproval at Alan Sugar’s decision last Wednesday in The Apprentice. I’ve agreed with him up to now, but firing Miriam – especially that week – was just wrong. My current favourite is still James, as it has been ever since Paul started showing his talents were quite limited. All IMHO, of course. As this blog generally is.

Well – if anybody’s going to shout out it’ll be Red Dalek. Hi Chloe, who was surprised to find I had a website because “I kept that quiet.” Say whaaat?

[This post is a syndication of my latest Ruberyvillage MattSez column]

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The new Pope has been announced… and it’s Michael Grade!

New Pope = Michael Grade?

No, not really. It’s Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, or Ratty to his friends. At 78, he’ll be sure to project a fresh young face for the Catholic Church. Pope Benedict XVI was once a member of the Hitler Youth, but luckily not an ‘enthusiastic’ one. He also bravely deserted the German army (towards the end of the war – along with everyone else.)

Like most people alive during the exciting era of the 1960s, Ratzinger has many fascinating stories and anecdotes to tell. For example, some student protesters once disrupted one of his lectures. Well known for his patience and intelligence, he good naturedly responded by joking that they were “tyrannical, brutal and cruel”.

A reasoned and “scientific” man, he has denounced homosexuality as evil and other religions as “deficient”. He also upholds the Church’s sensible practice of banning all contraception and abortions, views that seem to have been spectacularly proven right in this AIDS free, happy smiling world. The last recorded case of sex before marriage was in 1969.

However, Pope Benedict XVI will have a lot in his in-tray. One of the most pressing problems in recent years, as you’ll all be aware, is of course – women. Radical demands are now being made from a small minority that women actually be granted similar, if not equal, rights to men. It may sound crazy, but putting down these determined terrorists will be no easy task. Luckily, Ratty comes well prepared. He’s already declared ordaining women was ‘an infallible teaching’ – putting that minority back in their rightful place.

It’s great to have a new Pope – and thank goodness he has his priorities sorted out.

A big shout out to my uncle Andrew who we cheered on today during the last mile of the London Marathon, raising money for some worthy charity or other. Earlier, Paula Radcliffe had shocked the nation by completing a race, and Kenyan Martin Lel won the men’s competition. (Shocked by seeing sport in this blog? Think the comment about Paula was too harsh? Had nightmares from watching Doctor Who? Send your complaints to…)

Meh, let’s pad this entry out with a nice picture:

London Marathon

Anyone who spots Wally wins a prize