Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 29-9-2022: World Heart Day

29th September, 2022.

I’ve officially got bad news … and good news: and possibly a joke.

Possibly.

I had a podiatrists appointment, yesterday: to see if I qualify for routine podiatric check-ups.

The bad news?

I don’t qualify for the regular check-ups.

The good news?

I don’t qualify for regular check-ups … because my feet are too healthy!

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The part that struck me as funny?

Was that the podiatrist who did the exam used a tuning fork — a full on musician’s tuning fork, in C — to check my feet.

If a patient can feel when it’s vibrating, and not vibrating?

It means the nerves in the feet are working.

My nerves are.

When I got home, though, I realised I missed a fantastic opportunity to ask if my feet were flat.

Flat, get it?   Flat … ?

Never mind!

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You’ve heard of earworms, haven’t you … ?   Songs that — for whatever reason — start playing their way through you head.

I’ve had a few, over the years.

Now … I know an earworm is a song … but what on Earth do you call the textual equivalent?

A word, phrase or title, that does the same thing?

I have no idea.

But … ?

I’ve got the name of Britain’s worst movie in my head, waving at me.

Sex Lives of the Potato Men.

Why?

Why?

I have no idea!

But the phrase ‘Sex Lives of the Potato Men’ has been sitting in my head all morning: and I really have no idea why!

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Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 5th January, 2019.

5th January, 2019.

Like I said in the video … ?

Can I ask you to remind me to post that letter … !

Can I … ?

If you wouldn’t mind!

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Just to fill in the details for you … ?

A few weeks ago, I put in for a new provisional driving license: happily funded by my local job centre, as they agree it’s a good form of ID, for those jobs that require one.

So … I happily filled in the form, sent it off with the appropriate postal order, and ID … 

And then, once I got back home, realised I hadn’t actually signed the bloody thing … !

So would have wait for the Driver & Vehicle Licensing Agency, the DVLA, the body that issues driving licenses, to send the form back … 

Along with a point comment about signing it.

That’s the letter I’ve got to send, today … 

Like I say … would you mind reminding me … ?

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Mr Robot — Series 1 Episodes 5 and 6 — eps1.4_3xpl0its.wmv and eps1.5_br4ve-trave1er.asf

9th February, 2017.

It has to be said … 

Sometimes, there’s nothing like some music to help an evening go with … 

Well, if not a bang … then certainly a … 

A … 

Non-bang … 

If that make’s any sense?

At any rate, as I type?   I have some music on.

Brian Eno’s Ambient 2: The Plateaux of Mirror, so you know.

OK, my listening habits?

Possibly aren’t something that’s going to grab you.

The fact is, I wanted to add a little local colour to what could have been an otherwise boring introduction.

That, at heart?

I’ve been watching the first series of Mr Robot, over the past few weeks.

And caught another two episodes, tonight.

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The Daily Teaser — 15-5-2016: How To Drop A Bomb and Influence People

You know, I managed to do myself a huge favour, last night.

Watching an episode of House of Cards, as you’re asking.

Which means I managed to avoid catching of this year’s Eurovision Song Contest.

Whether that’s a good thing, I don’t know: I do know, courtesy of the BBC, that the UK’s entry came third from the bottom, and that the competition was won by the Ukraine.

A song about how horrible Josef Stalin was, apparently.

Personally?

I still think the 1991 French entry, Amina, who placed second, was HAD!!

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Just as a quick afterthought, there?

I managed to treat myself, yesterday.

Yep.   I’ve added another book to my reading list.   It’s at the bottom of the pile, by my bedside, so you know.

It’s a collected anthology of the first first books in Ursula K. LeGuin’s Earthsea cycle.

That was, it has to be said, a bit of an impulse buy.

But … ?

Well, I’d read the first of the stories — A Wizard of Earthsea — many years ago.

I remember finding it slightly too deep, at the time: but worth keeping on a shelf, somewhere.

Although I’d borrowed the one I read, from the library.

Thankfully … ?

It’s on my shelf, and ready to go.   As soon as I get to it.

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The Daily Teaser — 13-4-2016

Ye gods, I’m tired!

I’ve got an early start, today.

So, of course, I’m up early: to try and squeeze out both today’s Teaser, and this week’s Weekly Teaser for the Gazette.

And, wouldn’t you know it … ?

I couldn’t sleep a wink, last night!

Isn’t that ALWAYS the way … ?

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On the upside?

On the upside, this morning I’ve noticed — whilst uploading today’s Teaser video to YouTube — that there’s a new Penny Dreadful trailer up and running.

Personally?

I’m looking forward to it airing on 3rd May: the series is turning into something of a favourite.

I just hope I get time to catch it.

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The Daily Teaser — 18-9-2015

You know, I THINK I’m up, comparatively early.

What on EARTH do I mean, EARLY … … ?

I know for a fact, I got up, today, at 6:30.

You’re probably asking why, aren’t you?

Especially when you consider I’m doing a 12 until 10 shift today.

Frankly … ?   It’s pay-day, today.   Which means, before I start my shift, I’d like to get some of my bills paid.

Oh … 

And take a little time to do some online shopping.

They’ve got the second series of House of Cards on there.   I’d like to catch up … !

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The Daily Teaser — 21-5-2015: It’s The End Of The World, As We Know It

You know, I’ve got a day off, today.

Which isn’t isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Although I know perfectly well, I’ve things to do.

First off?   I’ve a blood test, today: basically, one that helps me keep track of my under active thyroid gland.

I’ve ALSO got to go to the post office in Brentwood High Street.   Basically, I’ve ordered a hard drive sled for my Mac Pro.   I’ve got to sign for it, by the sound of things, and, as I was working, yesterday?   The postman couldn’t deliver it, so left me a note to say where to pick it up from.

And finally … ?

Well, finally, I’ve got to post a letter.   And wouldn’t you know it, the actual letter box is at the other end of the High Street from where I need to pick up the parcel: which doesn’t accept letters.

Oh well … it’s all healthy exercise … !

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