Not watching telly.

Talking with my collegues over lunch today, seems I missed an interesting TV programme where some engineers attempted to build some of DaVinchi's designs. Sounded interesting, so I may try and pick up a repeat.

In a vain attempt to boost the readership of this dairy, I stumbled across the union of two tendy geegaws. What do you get if you cross "Blogs" with "Rating games". You get Is my Blog HOT or NOT? Woo hoo. It says I have to mention that link before they will list this diary, so here it is.

Usual game, visit the web site, and you are presented with someone's "Blog", which you are then asked to rate from 1 to 10. It does not matter if you have no interest in the content presented, just pick a rating and move on. I noticed that I tended to disagree with the average rating a lot. Ho hum.

It was all going so well, I even picked up a few I found interesting enough to add to my bookmarks. Until... I was presented with a "blog" full of porn. Chris was roughly two feet away at the time. Oops.

Truth be told, I don't really like "Blogs". The name itself is just a neologism for neologism's sake, the leave-a-comment mechanism is usually very bad and the authors tend to have thier heads stuck somewhere uncomfortable. (If I'm the kettle, I'm black and I'm proud.)

Back in the world of not watching TV, I missed Micheal Jackson's interview. There was some paint drying somewhere between Towcester and Milton Keynes. One of these events just seemed a heck of a lot more interesting.

This post wasn't really meant to be here. I had a big thing about the proposals to reform the House of Lords. It's not quite ready yet. Read this while you wait.