At Any Given Time, Ninety-nine-point-nine-five

There's All Sorts Of Things I Was Always Meaning To Get Around To - Learning To Play The Flute, Calculating The Square Root Of Nought, Going Mad - But I Just Didn't Have The Time.

American-style Iced Tea Is The Perfect Drink For A Hot, Sunny Day. It's Never Really Caught On In The Uk, Probably Because The Last Time We Had A Hot, Sunny Day Was Back In 1957.

In Spite Of Really Intense Competition For The Job, I'm Still My Own Worst Enemy.

After All, What Else Is Scientific Enquiry Of Any Sort Other Than A Controlled Version Of Banging One's Head Against The Universe Until Something Gives?

Descartes' Immortal Conclusion Cogito Ergo Sum Was Recently Subjected To Destruction Testing By A Group Of Graduate Researchers At Princeton Led By Professors Montjuic And Lauterbrunnen, And Now Reads, In The Shorter Harvard Orthodoxy: (a) I Think, Therefore I Am; Or (b) Perhaps I Thought, Therefore I Was; But (c) These Days, I Tend To Leave That Side Of Things To My Wife.