Which is how I thought we should start all GW comedy writing meetings from now on. It would have been nice if someone else had joined in though, particularly with the 'sticking the arm up in the air like a Power Ranger, only manlier' bit. I wasn't really expecting Richard to join in, it's not his kind of thing (although he wore a pastel t-shirt the other day - hi Richard), but Rob could have tried. I like to think the meme's been planted though, and one day in the future, at quite an important meeting Rob'll suddenly find himself assuming the stance and shouting the words. Maybe at a wedding, for double points.*
A quick tableux : in the lift on the fourth floor of Talkback, holding a very hot cup of coffee. The floor dropped about three inches when I got in, then the doors closed while I was dithering about maybe taking the stairs instead.
Utter silence for a moment, then the lift dropped another couple of inches, then stopped. It really did seem like there was quite a high chance of plunging five storeys (I'm including the basement) into the ground. And in one of those strange moments, where humans act in a way that is both sensible, and completely insane, I carefully held the coffee away from me. At about arms length.
Anyway, I didn't die, and perhaps I never will. Someone got in the lift after I got out, and I thought 'should I say something?'. And then I thought 'nah'.
One who we thought had left the blogging fold has returned with a great new name. I agree wholeheartedly that life should have a change button, but I'm already freaked out when my Mac asks me to 'choose my identity'. Once I stared at the screen so hard, coloured lights started flickering across my vision, twisting and arcing as though I was staring into the mind of god. Then I realised it was just the screensaver, but still.
And World of Warcraft asks you if you want to 'enter world', not 'leave world', which would make more sense, unless I'm overthinking it.
I did some work as well this week, and social things, which was nice, and saw bands which were good. It's not all silliness.
Planet Sketch which did some work for, now has its own website. GW Stuart got way more on it than me though. I hate him so much.
*Still, it's better than the Black Power salute I used to give at meetings without ever really thinking about it. I stopped doing it, sadly not because it's Wrong Wrong Wrong, but because I walked into a meeting a while ago, and one of the actors did it to me first, and I just stared at him, jaw agape, thinking 'I have nothing, I only had that one thing, and now it's gone. I am bereft'.