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Y2K in the UK
Friday, May 7 1999
At work for the past few days, the men's room urinal has frequently been the victim of an odd sort of terrorism. Someone, and no one seems to know who, has been shedding a fierce amount of blondish-red pubic hair all over the porcelain. It looks rather like it's been getting heavy use from a band of Wookies who don't quite know what urinals are for. Guys have been coming back from the men's room with a look of concern on their faces. Al said, "It looks like someone exploded on that thing!" Bennett said he didn't think it was possible for any one person to shed that much hair even if he was tugging on his pubic hair in an act of purposeful terrorism.
I snuck out of work early, 5:00pm that is, and when I got home, I heard on NPR that the British government was liquidating a large fraction of their gold reserves. This was having the predictable effect of driving global gold prices down. It occurred to me that now would be an excellent time to buy gold, since, as Y2K approaches, gold will almost certainly increase in value. It is, after all, the only sure hedge against widespread financial market collapse and bank failure. Also, "Y2K" sounds a little like "UK." Get super-worked up with all the punk rock Cockney street-fighting-angst you can muster and sing along to the ball that would be bouncing if I knew any Dynamic HTML:
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
Y2K in the UK!
In the evening, it was a fairly peaceful evening around the house. Lisa, the neighbor girl, came over asking advice on a public speaking performance she was working on. She'd written a cynical take on the Disney theme song, "It's a Small World." For my taste, her project didn't seem sufficiently subtle, but I couldn't really think of any helpful suggestions. It's been so long since I've been crammed into one of the partitions of academia that my brain cannot really negotiate that world any more. The thing that continually intrigues Kim and me is Lisa's sense of wonder. Perhaps you have to be that way when you're taking college course. I forget.
I feel pleasantly as though I'm on strong drugs every time I hear the latest cheap phone-call jingle by the Telco Communications Group. The jingle is sung by a vocal group doing a late-90s take on folk-psychedelica. Get super-relaxed and sing along to the ball that would be bouncing if I knew any Dynamic HTML:
one zero one zero twenty nine seven
one zero one zero twenty nine seven
one zero one zero twenty nine seven
one zero one zero twenty nine seven
one zero one zero twenty nine seven
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