Silly Achievements
Happy Phantom writes, "Sometimes - by planning or happy accident - you achieve something with which you are quite pleased, but which makes little or no difference to the rest of the world.
"This morning, I woke up and spontaneously farted the opening three notes from The Frog Chorus."
What did YOU do?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2014, 16:04)
Happy Phantom writes, "Sometimes - by planning or happy accident - you achieve something with which you are quite pleased, but which makes little or no difference to the rest of the world.
"This morning, I woke up and spontaneously farted the opening three notes from The Frog Chorus."
What did YOU do?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2014, 16:04)
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In a three-month period, several years ago...
...I had
A) an answer and then a question printed in the Guardian's Notes & Queries page
B) an email read out in its entirety on R4's PM, and
C) corrected a QI elf about something he'd claimed in a newspaper piece. (It was about a particularly huge and ugly fish which he claimed had only been caught once - I knew that to be untrue and called him out. He told me he'd got the fact from one of John Lloyd's original notebooks, which had never been updated.
Funny how the smallest of achievements can give the greatest satisfaction (becoming a smug cunt, as my wife called it). Despite hanging on forlornly for a few more years, she could never hope to match the dizzy heights of my achievements - which is probably why we're in the process of separating.
( , Fri 17 Oct 2014, 21:58, Reply)
...I had
A) an answer and then a question printed in the Guardian's Notes & Queries page
B) an email read out in its entirety on R4's PM, and
C) corrected a QI elf about something he'd claimed in a newspaper piece. (It was about a particularly huge and ugly fish which he claimed had only been caught once - I knew that to be untrue and called him out. He told me he'd got the fact from one of John Lloyd's original notebooks, which had never been updated.
Funny how the smallest of achievements can give the greatest satisfaction (becoming a smug cunt, as my wife called it). Despite hanging on forlornly for a few more years, she could never hope to match the dizzy heights of my achievements - which is probably why we're in the process of separating.
( , Fri 17 Oct 2014, 21:58, Reply)
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