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But drive the point home by saying it a lot, too, because people are morons like that and start taking stuff for granted.

Me especially.

– The Mice.

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
(which is almost nothing, you and I are damned near unstoppable)

The courage to change the things I can,
(which is almost everything, because you and I are awesome, and where we can’t do it, we have friends who can)

And wisdom to know the difference.
(Nice to have, sure, but we’ll probably not need this, being awesome and everything.)

Dear parliamentarians,

1. You’re my delegates. You do what I say, not the other way around.
2. Sexual activity and pairing is no responsibility of the Government.
3. If you think this debate about gay marriage warrants your time, you have no place in parliament. Please leave immediately.

Yours,

A fucking rocket scientist.

Scientists are fucked off. And fucking scared.

or so said Bertrand Russell.

Some of life’s lessons come from the most unexpected places. This is the second time the lift at GFI-HQ has inspired an idea.

Some crafty dude has put a post-it note its doors: “Do not use lift”.

This is fucking genius, because the lift works perfectly well. But as a life tip it’s second to none.

And it works for anything dumb thing you’d rather we didn’t use, from air conditioning units to light bulbs. I guess it’s probably not going to work on a short-haul flight, though. Someone would probably peel it off. But for everything apart from flights I think we have an answer to the energy crisis.

Today’s thoughts come to you today in the shape of a short play set in a restaurant.

It is a thinly veiled analogy about being giving a vote on the EU, and teaches us important lessons that some choice is no choice at all, and that whilst it’s possible for everyone to be at the same table together enjoying different meals, you’re fucked if you have an idiot for a waiter.

Waiter: “Hello, may I take your order?”

You: “Yes, I’ll start with soup, then chicken with new potatoes – not mash, then apple pie, please.”

Waiter: “I’m afraid not sir. It’s either LOTS OF DINNER or NO DINNER.”

You: “Well I’m hungry, so hugely-fucking-reluctantly I’ll have LOTS OF DINNER.”

Waiter: “Thank you.”

You: “And fuck EU, too.”