Off to the Smoky-Drinky place so no time to look at the news. Just a quick browse among the blogs. I'm sure it's good for me to skip the papers once in a while, certainly better for me than the new 'Liver Tsar'. I mean, it's the only part of your body you can whack hell out of and which then grows back. I'm off out to test that at the Smoky-Drinky place. Again.
The government want your views on a few things, except they don't really, but they need to be able to say they asked so they set up a consultation and hid it on their website. Fortunately, Old Holborn found it. Worth a look.
Finally, for a bit of cheer, via Mr. E, comes this blog of mirth and hilarity.
I wonder what the Gorgon says in his sleep? On second thoughts, I'm probably happier not knowing.
Normal service will be resumed tomorrow. Well, as normal as it gets, anyway.
3 comments:
"...it's the only part of your body you can whack hell out of and which then grows back"
Should one:
A) attempt elevated comment on the uncanny wisdom in the legend of Prometheus.
B) revert to type and make knob joke.
C) as last resort, make characteristically boring, over-educated yet ill-informed comment about liver regeneration being only possible within certain and occasionally highly individual limits. If you really clobber it*, the poor thing can start to grow back all yellow & knobbly and eventually stop working properly. Then you might then get to snuff it in a horribly dramatic fashion.
*29.5 units last night. Following the 'know your limits' campaign I always add them up carefully.
D) Just shut the **** up, Dave. You're still pissed.
"I wonder what the Gorgon says in his sleep?"
Something about getting on with the job because it's the right thing to do, I should imagine.
It's my turn to visit a Smoky-Drinky place today. Islay awaits me, and not a ready-made in sight. No telly either. Mind you, I don't fancy their music much.
Dave - True, you can burn it beyond its regeneration capacity. The trick is to give it time in between to regenerate.
I've had more livers than Dr. Who, you know.
CS- have fun. It was all Highland malts last night, the Drinky-Smoky host wasn't a fan of the peaty stuff.
A good night was had, nonetheless.
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