Wake up and smell the coffee
It's nearly 7PM here in Ipswich - June 16th 2008. I'm still working on a paper for ECOWS 2008 - a conference on web services.
Thanks to Youtube, entertainment is blaring straight from my 3 1/2 jack to my ears. Suddenly pops up a Cranberries classic which brings back fond memories of my Cranberries period. I remember listening to Wake Up and Smell the Coffee when on the plane from Tours's minuscule airport to Essex's Stansted airport (1). It was back in 2004 and I was off to Ipswich for my second placement. Little did I know I would still be there some four years later. Whatever happened to my craving for travels and exotic places? Is that what they call senile rooting? The inability to move about till you receive brochures on senior travel to some remote middle east location for two including full board, wine, and a dedicated service should you need a pacemaker or a walker?
For your entertainment without further adue:
(1) If you ever need to fly from Stansted and are bored in the long and winding security queue, spark off a discussion with your fellow passengers as to whether Stansted is part of Essex or Cambridgeshire or perhaps Hertfordshire. That is bound to get heated discussions about.
Thanks to Youtube, entertainment is blaring straight from my 3 1/2 jack to my ears. Suddenly pops up a Cranberries classic which brings back fond memories of my Cranberries period. I remember listening to Wake Up and Smell the Coffee when on the plane from Tours's minuscule airport to Essex's Stansted airport (1). It was back in 2004 and I was off to Ipswich for my second placement. Little did I know I would still be there some four years later. Whatever happened to my craving for travels and exotic places? Is that what they call senile rooting? The inability to move about till you receive brochures on senior travel to some remote middle east location for two including full board, wine, and a dedicated service should you need a pacemaker or a walker?
For your entertainment without further adue:
(1) If you ever need to fly from Stansted and are bored in the long and winding security queue, spark off a discussion with your fellow passengers as to whether Stansted is part of Essex or Cambridgeshire or perhaps Hertfordshire. That is bound to get heated discussions about.
