Sunday, November 26, 2006

Bookcase 'trap' killed US woman

The body of a missing US woman has been found by her family, wedged upside down behind a bookcase in her room.

Mariesa Weber, 38, is believed to have fallen over and become trapped as she tried to reach behind the bookcase to adjust the plug for a TV set.

Her family spent nearly two weeks searching for her, fearing she had been kidnapped from the house she shared with them in Florida.

Ms Weber may have died of suffocation, a local police spokesman said.

Her death was not being treated as suspicious, the spokesman said.

Ms Weber's parents last saw her alive in the family house on 28 October.

Unable to locate her after that, the family contacted the police, fearing she had been abducted.

Her body was eventually discovered when her sister noticed a foot protruding behind the bookcase in her bedroom.

"I'm sleeping in the same house as her for 11 days, looking for her. And she's right in the bedroom," the woman's mother, Connie Weber, told the St Petersburg Times newspaper.

The family told the newspaper they had noticed a strange smell from her room but had blamed it on rats.

They told the paper their daughter's light weight and petite frame may have contributed to her death.

"She's a little thing," her mother reportedly said. "And the bookcase is 6ft tall and solid. And she couldn't get out."


Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Doncha just love authority?

Cheltenham Borough Council have banned the planting of pansies in town centre flowerbeds for fear gardeners would hurt their wrists if they caught their trowels on tree roots whilst digging holes for the plants.
 
Meanwhile, Tewkesbury Council have banned paper napkins being delivered with food by their Meals-on-wheels services in case their elderly customers mistake them for an item of food and try to eat them.
 
Another barmey law (probably to do with the EU, but who knows?) insists that if a farmer moves a goat from one field to another, he is obliged to obey the instructions laid down in the forty five paged 'Sheep and Goats (Wales) Order 2006".  This dictates that the goat must not be moved unless it has an ear tage in place and that the tag number is recorded in two separate documents: the farmer's own tag register and the movement document that accompanies the animal we o'er it travels.
 
A Manchester car-thief was given an ASBO forbidding him from walking or cycling anywhere within the city unless he was accompanied by his sister.  The ASBO did not ban him from driving or stealing cars.
 
And finally, back in Wales, a food company has been threatend with legal action unless it makes clear that it's sausages do not include real dragons.  Trading Standards officers in Powys want the word pork put onto the packet (isn't it in the list of ingredients?).  Apparently, the Trading Standards offices in Powys do not realise that dragons are not real but are concerned that people will be misled and believe they are eating real dragon whilst consuming 'Red Dragon Sausages'.
 
 

Monday, November 06, 2006

Make meetings exciting with the new and exciting Bullsh*t Bingo!

Do you keep falling asleep in staff meetings? What about those long and boring conference calls?  Here's a way to change all of that...
Step 1
Before (or during) your next meeting, seminar, or conference call, prepare your "bullsh*t Bingo" card by drawing a square -- I find that 5" x 5" is a good size -- and dividing it into columns --five across and five down. That will give you 25 1-inch blocks.
 
Step 2
Write one of the following words/phrases in each block:

 Synergy
 Strategic fit
 Core competencies
 Turbulent environment
 Out of the box
 Pushback
 Bottom line
 Revisit
 Take that off-line
 24/7
 Out of the loop
 Benchmark
 Value-added
 Proactive
 Bandwidth
 Win-win
 Think outside the box
 Fast track
 Results-driven
 Paradigm
 Empower (or empowerment)
 Knowledge base
 At the end of the day
 Touch base
 Mindset
 Client focus(ed) or Customer focus(ed)
 Ballpark
 Game plan
 Scenario
 Leverage
 Cascade
 Sequential or sequentially
 Blue-sky thinking
 Get our ducks in a row
 Brain dump
 Think outside the box
 Joined-up thinking
 Drilling down
 Push the envelope
 The helicopter view
 Low-hanging fruit
 Stakeholder
 

Step 3
Check off the appropriate block when you hear one of those words/phrases.
 
Step 4
When you get five blocks horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, stand up and shout "bullsh*t!"

 

 


Sunday, November 05, 2006

Drivers cannot leave roundabout

A council is to remove new road signs that tell drivers they cannot leave a roundabout in Coventry.

New traffic lights on the roundabout on the A444 have No Left Turn signs to stop drivers exiting onto entry roads.  But the same signs were also put up at the correct exits meaning that once drivers were on the roundabout they could only leave by breaking the law. Coventry City Council said it was covering the signs in the short-term before their permanent removal.  A council spokesman said the signs had been installed together with traffic lights as part of a road safety scheme that is not yet complete.

"The current advice on the installation of traffic signals at roundabouts does suggest that where the entry and exits are separate that No Left Turn signs are installed to advise drivers not to drive down the entry arm of the roundabout, however the advice is not always relevant.

"In response to the concerns that have been raised, the city council is proposing to cover the signs in the short term and eventually remove them."


The BBC Again

I meant to post this a while ago, but only just remembered! 
 
A few weeks ago I saw a report on BBC News about the restoration work done on Nelson's Column in London.  The reporter was perched at the very top of the column and may have been giving the Pulitzer prize-winning, purple prose laden report of his life.  I didn't notice as he was wearing a fluorescent jacket and a hard hat.
 
Now, 'So what?' you may well be wondering...just think about it.  Nelsons Column is around 300 yards to the nearest building and is itself propbably that tall (really should check me facts, eh).  However, stood in the peak of Nelson's Titfer attired thus, two questions struck me about the reporter.
 
1.0 What was he going to bang his head on?
2.0 What was going to run him over up there that necessitated a hi-vis jacket?
 
 

The Virtual Bonfire

Now I have a problem with November 5th. I'm not particular religious, if at all, but I'd rather have minime running round dressed as a Ghostie that getting involved with the sectarian claptrap that is Bonfire Night. Hypocritcally, I do enjoy a good bonfire and display when I get there...

Now some rugby club down in Devon applied for a licence for a public display this year. The council said that due to H&FS requirements, they would have to hire a multitude of properly certified stewards, hire two fire marshalls, keep an exclusion zone around the bonfire that was so immense no-one could feel it's heat and fill in copious amounts of paper work. So much paper-work indeed, that the rugger-buggers came up with a plan that was so cunning, it could have been thought up by a wiley fox....

They went round a mates home, had a fire there, filmed it then projected it onto a big ole screen on the night and still managed to have the fireworks. No H&FS crap or forms then...beggars believe it really does.

I'm with Boris

Something happened in the week that beggars believe and just shows you how the UK has it's priorities messed up...and that Boris has a point

I live in a row of terrace houses and my neighbours and I share a driveway. Our houses are on the route from the Co-Op to the estate. As me and a neighbour happened to leave for work at the same time we spotted a bunch of flowers that looked like it had been dropped on the way home form the shops.

I suggested she take them into the house and shove them in water. Being old school, she said she'd leave them by the wall and then whoever had lost them had a chance to find them. If they were still there when she got home then she would take them in.

When she got home there wasn't her bunch of flowers...oh no...there were around 12. With cards saying 'Sorry for you loss', 'With deepest sympathy' and so on. Even though we live in the middle of a village where a thing like a road traffic accident might have been noticed, people took it upon themselves to lay flowers.

Up the road in the OAP bungalows last winter, an old dear was only found when the paperboy moaned to his boss that he couldn't get to the door for milkbottles. Is it me or the world f***ed?

Oh and with the flowers...something else happened involving the local constabulary but they came back to apologise so that's staying secret...(lol...didn't tell them PC W, you're safe!!!!)

Why oh why oh why...

I feel like a rant. I don't usually post opinion and other guff on here...usually something catches my eye as stoopid and Bob's-your-uncle, there's me post. Stuff it. It's my site....I'm not a journo...I'm going to rant and post it as it comes out. Still with me? Good....

Now yesterday, old-soldiers aged 70-90 had a chink in the rope of their flag-pole which meant they couldn't raise the Union Flag on Rememberence Day. The local 'grunts' at the firestation offered to come over with a ladder and sort it out....until one of their senior officers cited H&FB (Health & F***ing Safety) as a reason to not help....what if a fireman fell off the ladder. FFS. An old 84yo sergeant offered to shin up and get stuck so they'd rescue him and as your here lads...

In a well known supermarket by me, okay Tescos, some poor punter managed to drop a bottle of wine by the till. Luckily he hadn't paid for it, but it landed in it's base and so wine was spilt and glass was over the floor. Now you and me at home? We'd delicately collect the glass, we may put on gloves to do this - cos being safe is different to H&FS - pop it in a dust-pan the mop up the wine with a cloth and then clean the floor.

What did the Stripey Ninja's do? Close the till (fair enough)...the till to the left, the till to the right and moved on about 80 people trying to pay to other overcrowded tills and fenced off all three tills and had about 12 people keeping punters out of the area.

They then sent some bloke with what looked like a baby-roadsweeper down. This think is motorised but he pushes it (or does it pull him?) and it basically is supposed to Hoover the floor. A tannoy went out that due for reasons of H&FS tills 9, 10 & 11 were closed for essential maintenance. Oh and Hooverman? He went and got a dustpan, squeegy and mop & bucket. By the look on his face, he felt fencing off 100 sq feet of store for a small spillage was overkill too...

Aaaaaaaaaah!

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