Food for Thought

Last night I dreamed that I was part of a conspiracy to kidnap all the living (and unliving, in one notable case) incumbents of the office of Home Secretary, lock them in a large room equipped only with a source of water and a few sharp knives, and wait to see who ate whom first.

I suppose we might have allowed them cooking facilities too: I expect that Bob Carr at least is getting a bit tough at 92.

Messrs. Carr, Brittan, Hurd, Waddington, Baker, Clarke (K), Howard, Straw, Blunkett, Clarke (C), Reid and Smith: who would go first? Perhaps I should make a poll.

hardware diagnostics

For those of you with a Wii, should the position sensor in the remotes start behaving erratically or not at all, could I suggest investigating the length of the wire powering the location bar for the consequent effects of the application of sharp, white, pointy KITTINS.

Just sayin.

Outer insulation and braid: split asunder. The core and its sheath seem to have survived, astonishingly enough.

ETA fourfive breaks, forsooth. They BAD.

ETA further that I've wrecked one jeweller's screwdriver getting three of the five (tri-wing) screws out of the bar, and settled for splitting and rejoining the cable at its outermost breaks. Turns out it's actually some sort of twisted pair jobbie that lends itself poorly to a solder-and-insulating-tape repair, but my jury-rigged repair is holding for now.