Why is a raven like a writing desk?

This one for all of my 3 readers.

1. Put your playlist on shuffle.
2. Post the first lines to the first 10 songs to come up (along with these instructions).
3. Have people guess the songs and artists in comments to the post.

Skip over Instrumental/Non-English/Extremely obscure/etc. Also, songs with the title in the first line.

Note: I don't actually have a randomising playlist, so I opened a raw directory on my iPod at random.
Also, I skipped over songs that I couldn't tell what the first line was!

1. “What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?”
2. “I'm tryin' to tell you somethin 'bout my life”
3. “You thought the leaden winter would bring you down for ever”
4. “Street's like a jungle, so call the police”
5. “Well I wonder where you are tonight; you're probably on the rampage somewhere”
6. “How many roads must a man walk down”
7. “If there's anything that you want”
8. “I heard you on the wireless back in '52”
9. “I don't drink coffee, I take tea my dear”
10. “You made a fool of me, but those broken dreams have got to end”

I will be heading to Montreal next week. Flying out Tuesday morning and back Thursday evening. This morning I had the interesting experience of trying to navigate the corporate intranet and figure out how to book my flight and hotel using my brand new Travel & Expenses (T&E) credit card.

I reckon we have one of the worst intranets in the world. It is so bad that even when I know exactly what I want (a document that I know I've looked at before) it still takes me 10 minutes to find it – and sometimes I give up. It's just that opaque. Even when I use the search function, the default search is for people. Why the hell would I come to the intranet to search for people? I could just autocomplete in Outlook or use the company phone directory which is handily built into the phone.

Well, I did finally find a phone number for travel services and was able to stop wandering the corporate information backwaters. Intranet, you have a lot to learn from the phone and email systems.

2nd round then. So much for finding form.

The Times has started printing two Su Doku puzzles a day. One easy, one hard. Right! I'm not taking this lying down.

I would like to take this opportunity to wish all my pagan friends (and anyone else that just thinks it's cool) a happy and peaceful solstice.
Interestingly though, the earth is actually nearing its farthest point from the Sun this year. 5th July marks the aphelion.

(Note to clueless radio announcers: the solstice is not the first day of Summer.)

Henman pulls it out in a 5-set thriller. First round… the rollercoaster begins, and how!
Of course the other brits are dropping like flies. Although Andrew Murray seems to be an up-and-comer. Once upon a time, we thought that about Elena Baltacha, too.

Also, Justine is out 🙁

Saw Batman Begins on Sunday at the local cinema. For free! My brother-in-law got a cineme gift card from his workplace – worth $100 – but they don't have any cinemas of the right chain near them. So they sent it to us 🙂 Just in time for the Summer blockbusters. Batman Begins was really good; now I'm looking forward to seeing The Fantastic Four and War of the Worlds, even though I'm still sad that it's not set in Surrey. I would have enjoyed seeing the M25 destroyed.

The bird life near us has been more lively lately. The local sparrow population long since discovered the feeder and visit it regularly now (including every evening at 6.20pm for some reason). We still haven't yet seen a hummer actually feeding, but have seen a few hovering around and looking.

Wimbledon started today, of course, which means I'm watching more TV than usual for the next two weeks. Let's hope the weather stays fine in Wimbledon.

Playing: Medal of Honor: European Assault
Reading: Modern C++ Design, Practical Common Lisp

If everything goes according to seedings. Nadal could be the QF, but I'm not sure he's proven on grass. Looks like Roger from the other half of the draw. Unless Lleyton can turn something around, but these days he's looking like a spent force.

Gaiety. Song and dance. Here we are and there we are.

Mrs. Elbeno has fixed holes in two of my favourite jumpers. Jumpers which were cruelly struck down at a young age, finding themselves on the wrong end of an argument with the in-laws' washing machine agitator (agitator? I prefer my household appliances to be apolitical).

Pure cotton. Made in Italy. Surely the pinnacle of jumper society. And now back at the number 1 spot on my jumper hit-parade.