Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Disclaimer: if you work on a psychiatric review board, I am perfectly normal.

It's the official sound of tobogganing:

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I currently have more tobogganing noises stored up than I have opportunities to use them. As such, I need to find situations in which to expend the surplus.

Driving to the airport?
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
(clearly an adrenaline charging opportunity)

Going shopping?
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
(clearly an opportunity to try and "miss" small children that are in the way)

Constructive trusts?
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
(Clearly a downhill endeavour)

Only one more exam

Running for home

1 more final left.
There is something fundamentally unsatisfying about having 100% of one's grade determined by a three hour exam.
On my employment exam, I wrote a limerick. That was satisfying.

It occurs to me that if global warming pans out, it could fix the problems in the middle east. How can you fight over Israel if it's 70 degrees or filled with water?

Now back to my study cave.
They can be purchased at Wal-mart for an everyday low price. They're in aisle 5 next to tanks.
Some assembly required.

Saving a monarch is dirty work

A friend of mine just directed me to look at all the lyrics to the British National Anthem.
It seems that they cut some of the versus in polite company.

God save our gracious Queen
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen:
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save the Queen.

O Lord, our God, arise,
Scatter thine enemies,
And make them fall:
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On thee our hopes we fix:
God save us all.

Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign:
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen.

The part that is often omitted:

Not in this land alone,
But be God's mercies known,
From shore to shore!
Lord make the nations see,
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world o'er.

From every latent foe,
From the assassins blow,
God save the Queen!
O'er her thine arm extend,
For Britain's sake defend,
Our mother, prince, and friend,
God save the Queen!

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring.
May he sedition hush,
And like a torrent rush,
Rebellious Scots to crush.
God save the Queen!

God sure has to do a lot to keep those Brits happy.