davidn

My hands hurt slightly now, because this morning at work I made eighty-five sets of sandwiches. This involved handling one of the most vile substances known to man - pickle.

Pickles are fair enough in America, where the word means a hideously shrunken cucumber. Actually that still doesn't sound too appealing, but it's better than calling them "gherkins" as we do over here. However, the word "pickle" in the UK is used to refer to a revolting mixture of various vegetables and goodness knows what else, a lumpy substance which is greenish black in colour. At least, that's what my colourblind eyes see it as - I sincerely hope that they are deceiving me.

The enigmatically-titled song "Hey Ya" was on the radio while I was putting that stuff back in the fridge at arm's length. Now, I'm not a musical fascist as many people seem to think - I don't mind people listening to whatever they enjoy as long as they respect my own taste as well - but I can't see what's so special about Outkast. They sound much like any other similar band to me (not that I can name any) but apparently they're the most popular among white professional something or others.

I try to keep this livejournal light hearted and non-serious, but I think that the events in Russia deserve special mention. On the radio at work, the source of all my knowledge about what's going on in the world, I heard it described as a "disaster". I disagree with that - calling it a disaster implies that it was a mistake, and not the willful killing of over 150 innocent children. Do you remember my early days as a complete misery-guts on The Sinner, with my oh-so-cheery catchphrase "I hate this place"? This has reminded me exactly why that was, and frankly it's also made me ashamed that my species can do this to each other.