Must not Mention…..
…sheep. How ever…. a website has been set up to help you find one. [NSFW]
…sheep. How ever…. a website has been set up to help you find one. [NSFW]
Solar power costs are dropping and could soon cross over the point where they’re cheaper than fossil fuels and other supplies. Germany passed a law demanding utilities buy excess electricity from microgeneration at a good price and the take up of solar, and no doubt other technologies, has soared.
The only people too stupid to be excited by these developments are the electricity and oil companies.
“There is no silver bullet,” said Jeroen Van der Veer, Shell’s chief executive.
“We have invested a bit in all forms of renewable energy ourselves and maybe we’ll find a winner one day. But the reality is that in twenty years time we’ll still be using more oil than now,” he said.
Jeroen Van der Veer sends me an email every week or so. I never bother to read them.
The Thunderer comes out with a leading article calling for greater support of the most sensible mode of transport for modern cities- the bicycle. I’d only argue with one of their points. You can cart a lot of shopping, and even children, around with pedal power, you just have to plan ahead when buying your bike and kit.
The all natural Symptothermal Method of birth control has been shown, when practised properly, to be as effective as the Pill. The method requires regular checking of temperature and assessments of cervical secretions, so obviously would work best for someone with a settled routine.
I’m sure Boots sold a system a few years ago that helped people to follow this method, though it may also have required peeing on a probe.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/6376599.stm
Peppermint tea can reduce male hormones in women suffering from hirsutism and cut back embarassing hair growth.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6376021.stm
Hard drives are hardier than previously thought, according to Google.
Whenever I’m unwell I have particularly vivid dreams. So the fact that I woke from one last night wanting to cry and not sure quite why says something about my health. (The pillow drenched in sweat was another sign.)
I only remember snippets of the dream, from which I’ve ascertained that my subconcious is a manipulative bugger. This was heart-tugging movie of the week material. There was the poor little crippled kid who obviously wasn’t going to make it and a troubled blonde who was either a teacher in the style of Michelle Pfeifer in Dangerous Minds or a doctor like Doctor Susan from the first few series of ER. Add melodrama and other stuff and stir to see Ian wake up all confused and upset.
I’ve got tomorrow off. Watch me come down with something and be incapable of doing the stuff I need to do.