"I know you can be overwhelmed. And you can be underwhelmed. But can you ever just be whelmed?"
At the time, like the lad out of Third Rock From The Sun, I found that a highly amusing and silly thing for Bianca to have said. For some reason, however, I had that very same question pop into my head today - actually, yesterday evening but BlogSpot was offline for some sort of database maintenance* so I'm presently writing this as an email to myself for tomorrow, lest I forget all about my random thoughts.
Yes, the asterisk was meant to be there, for it leads me onto a thought I had whilst writing it. Why is it spelt "maintenance"? It's correct, I know... but why? It's the act of maintaining something... so what happened to the second "ai"? Hmmm? Who decided to replace it with an "e"? Personally, I suspect it was the Americans - not content with substituting "ou" with simply "u", they've started sneaking in other misspellings.
On the subject of random thoughts, actually, I had a random dream the other night. In it, I made up two whole songs. I swear they were completely original and actually really very good - I was aware at the time (whilst dreaming, I mean) that they were songs I'd never heard before and so I must have been making them up as I went along. But that's the problem more often than not with dreams - you wake up and forget what it was you'd just dreamt. I can't for the life of me recall my really-very-good-completely-original songs now, which is a shame.
Otherwise I'd probably set myself up with a MySpace space and stick them on there... and, in the process, make out I was actually in some way musically gifted. I'm not. At all. Except in my dreams, it seems...
though that now seems to have taken on a different meaning. Hmmm...
Incidentally, it's bloody warm this evening. I'm sitting here just out of the shower and feeling like I probably need another one, such is the clamminess of the air. Don't get me wrong - I love the summer and hot weather... but I just wish it would confine itself to the daytime when I'm out and about getting myself something of a tan. And, of course, wearing shades to conceal my line of sight, which generally just so happens to be in the direction of attractive ladies also out and about getting themselves something of a tan. Yes, the summer is indeed a good thing... except for when it's hot and clammy of an evening.
Well, it's now the aforementioned "tomorrow". I'm at work. And I find myself with only online learning to keep me occupied. That and, of course, this. I managed to stave off the boredom until after lunch, though, so I think I should be commended for that. C'mon then... commend me, dammit!
Anyway, you were wondering where on Earth the title of this post came from, weren't you? The answer: The BBC News website. Imagine my intrigue upon seeing that headline and how it was even further heightened when I saw the photo at the top of the Science/Nature section:
Unfortunately, it turns out that the photo is simply of a model created by some randoms on the strength of some bones they'd dug up. For a fleeting moment, I had visions of a Jurassic Park-esque Zoo being opened up to house these strange, presumed extinct, yet alive and diddy beasts. But, alas, it was not to be. Bloody journalists and their misleading headlines. Hmph.
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