This morning's commute and other commuting stories

Don't worry, I'm about three thousand miles away!

@hippy work then home then around a bit, feeling decathlon then SE drinks maybe and clapham asda

Are you some kind of hipster?

Indeed, however the error was actually made 15 years ago when setting up my first hotmail account. Not a winning sign when you can't spell scrable.

You seem to be doing fine at spelling 'scrable', it's your spelling of 'scrabble' that I'm more worried about. :)

#doubleirony

Brave!

Spring has sprung here in New Zealand. Unfortunately only 1km of my commute is through this tunnel of cherry blossom and then I spend the next 13km dodging bogans trying to kill me with their souped-up utes.
(image stolen off interwebz but it does look like this atm, honest)

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Blasting down my usual commute. I had had a chap on my wheel but I dropped in, and was catching another rider when we hit a queue of traffic due to a car waiting to turn right. Given that fact we both filtered on the left. Just as the rider in front of me was about to pass a car, that car suddenly jerked left (there was a road going to the left as well, off the one we were on forcing my fellow cyclist to violently swerve to avoid being hit, at which point he hammered the car window but it just sped off. I commiserated and then basically took his wind as he drafted me for the rest of the ride, even thanking me as I peeled off. In fact there was him and the the other chap who caught back up.

A gripping story with a lovely ending

Sniff

Someone wasn't paying attention in Parliament Square today. I was turning right from Westminster Bridge Road into Whitehall, as was a bus, and so the pick up truck turning into Whitehall from Parliament Square gave way as he was on a give way line. Unfortunately the cyclist behind didn't realise and smacked into the back of the pick up. He was ok, saw him walking off, not sure if his bike was.

Got shouted at by a cabbie in Berkeley Square as, apparently, it was my fault he was in the wrong lane and as we all know cabbies are never wrong. He actually drove up the right hand side of me, took his hands off the wheel to wave them about at me, then cut me up as he was turning left. It's quite a wide road although I explained to him when we were both stopped at adjoining lights that it may not be wide enough for his car and his ego. Think he just got the arse as I was in the middle of the road as obviously I am going straight on, the dunderhead!

Sat at lights at bottom of peckham rye last night in ASL box.

Guy in an old merc stopped before the ASL. Whilst the lights are still red he starts driving slowly into the box so he's inches from a girl's rear wheel, revving his engine.

I look over to spot a police car next to the merc. Plod is talking into his radio and looking at the merc. I wave and ask if he's seen this. He seemed to indicate he had but looked confused as to why I was pointing it out. As the lights change the merc continues straight, and the police car... turns right. Doubt anything will be done about the merc.

Classic.

I saw a fox in a plastic bag by the roadside on my way in today.
The irony of it all was that it's a Waitrose "bag for Life".
I'm fairly certain a fox could fight it's way out of a plastic bag.
I therefore deduce that the fox was dead before it was inserted into said ironic bag.
What sort of a sick fuck is doing this stuff.
Like some kind of messed up combination of wind in the willows and shallow grave.

not impressed

Maybe someone found it and thought it would be cleaner to put it in a bag than leave it uncovered?

Or maybe someone went shopping at Deadfoxes4U and simply dropped it, walking home.

Deadfoxes4U went in to administration after the Countryside Alliance cancelled their contract.

Someone wasn't paying attention in Parliament Square today

I'm not sure if anyone ever pays attention in Parliament Square.

Really? Ok, I didn't know. Shame. I used to use them a lot.

I've only ever used cardboard boxes for storing dead foxes. Just for the rhyme. Arrived at my destination before the labs were open. Technician was a bit freaked out to find a box on the doorstep with a fox neatly curled up in it. And yes, it was on my morning commute.

I've only ever used cardboard boxes for storing dead foxes.

Do you like green eggs and ham?

Can you fit all the words in that book into a single tweet? Just wondering.

From a purely selfish perspective a box is preferable.
I can only imagine the stench of decomposing wildlife in plastic bags will be deeply unpleasant.

@Ludd > Can you fit all the words in that book into a single tweet? Just wondering.

No.

$ head geah.txt
I am Sam

I am Sam
Sam I am

That Sam-I-am
That Sam-I-am!
I do not like
that Sam-I-am
$ cat geah.txt | sed -e 's/-/ /g' | tr ' ' '\n' | tr A-Z a-z | sed -e 's/[.!,?]*$//' | sort -u | grep -v "^$" | head
a
am
and
anywhere
are
be
boat
box
car
$ cat geah.txt | sed -e 's/-/ /g' | tr ' ' '\n' | tr A-Z a-z | sed -e 's/[.!,?]*$//' | grep -v "^$" | sort -u | wc
     50      50     222

So 172 characters if you concatenate all of the words (with no punctuation) without any spaces. 221 characters if you want a space between each word.

$ cat geah.txt | sed -e 's/-/ /g' | tr ' ' '\n' | tr A-Z a-z | sed -e 's/[.!,?]*$//' | sort -u | grep -v "^$" | tr '\n' ' '
a am and anywhere are be boat box car could dark do eat eggs fox goat good green ham here house i if in let like may me mouse not on or rain sam say see so thank that the them there they train tree try will with would you

Thank you for that.

The fox was, I think, transferred from the box to a deep freeze.

Who makes your wigs now?