I have now entered the twilight zone...

Having finally escaped from the chaotic mobile sardine-tins which are the Metrolink tram system on a weekday evening with a UEFA Cup Final at Old Trafford, I wandered back across the park, thinking about how I really must get around to buying WarGames on DVD someday.

Then, I got home, and found just such a shiny disc on the doormat - a birthday prezzie courtesy of eggwhite. Spooky, but most welcome.

(Yes, the other one arrived too. Thanks!)

Corporate Life

Today, I tried to read my LJ from work, and discovered that our corporate morality-guardian software thinks this august journal is pornographic. Huh?

I know I used the words "Fuck" and "Virgin" in the same paragraph a couple of weeks back, but read the damn context. Pah!

<muttley>mutter censorware mutter grrrrr mutter thought police mutter</muttley>