Complex Systems (more interesting that it sounds)

You know when you have a conversation and you can’t believe what you end up saying just to keep it going?  I was stuck in a house this news years eve, when everyone was off to Tesco, having to stump up conversation with this guy who was designing a database to record every oil refinery and petrol station anywhere in the world ever in history.  This information was going to be sold to big oil companies - so in total social oblivion, where we couldn’t have less in common and because I didn’t want to have a fracas in the holidays - I somehow ended up saying that in another life I would love to be a systems analyst!?! 

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This week around the lunch club table, I was lamenting the fact that as I have aged…(no I’m no that old – young enough to joke about aging)…I have become more stupid. (Does this count as an oxymoron because I used the word lamenting in a sentence trying to exemplify my stupidity? (If I wasn’t so stupid, would I know the answer to that question??)).

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The unluckiest story I’ve ever heard is this.

My friend lets call her Jess, because that’s her name, is a classic american beauty, but intelligent,kind and quite cool, ALRIGHT, so not classic… but what I’m trying to emphasise is that she is purer than pure. So it was christmas in Minneapolis, Jess needed to run some errands (errands!) it had snowed heavily the night and her car was stuck in the snow, so she revvved it (please get someone else in the office to act out car revving noises for atmosphere)

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Now I won’t have to touch parcel tape (no more fighting with the evil stuff when bundling up Laundry bags anymore, we’ve got super fit and speedy couriers to deliver your orders now!) any more, I want to know more about my enemy:

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Thanks cheeky Andy who thought that last week’s email was so loopy he asked “….…have you been sniffing those permanent markers again?!” cuh!  I thought it was perfectly sensible and understandable.  So this week, I will not make any jokes at all for fear of being chastised, so I am going to tell you about some maths

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While clearing out your cupboards searching for old IT equipment for recycling, please spare a thought for old and long forgotten equipment of our past, top favourites a brief history:

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I had a bit of a nap this morning and woke up just in the nick of time for my stop at the Laundry HQ (satisfied nod).  Reminded me of the time I had a doze, woke up, realised that I was AT my stop, got up, ran towards the door, got my bag strap caught on the hand rail, fell over, ran back up the aisle to release it, pelted back towards the door while starting to shout NOOOOOOOOOOOO, jumped onto the platform still shouting making a stir, only for the train to sit at the platform for another 2 minutes: I had arrived Embarrassment Central.  The perils of the nap, what does science say?

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