Your Doctor Who funny story for the day...

courtesy of b3ta

"A friend of a friend had been an enthusiastic user of psychedelic drugs in his younger years. He ended up dragged along to a nightclub after imbibing acid and was seriously not enjoying himself. In the throes of a bad trip he cut his losses, ditched the club to head home as quickly as possible.

The trip got worse and worse: at one point he was chased into an alleyway by a horde of marauding Daleks. Faced with a brick wall dead end, he dropped to his knees and pleaded for his life, but still the evil Daleks kept coming for him. He arrived at his flat, soaked in sweat before bolting the front door and closing the curtains.

So shaken up was he that he didn't leave his flat until the following Monday morning when he left for work, still traumatised. The Dalek episode had seemed so real... must have been bad acid.

Our hero's confusion cleared when he picked up the local newspaper on his way to the office and read the headlines... the shortcut past the back of the town hall? Being trapped in an alleyway by Daleks? Turned out he'd had the misfortune to be running past the back of the town hall just as the exhibits for that weekend's Dr Who convention were being unloaded from the back of a van." (PJM)"

Bloody Americans and their optimistic outlook...

I've only been back in the States for a week, and despite my failure to indulge in things that I normally do in America (Best Buy and buffets), I get the feeling that their infectious sense of optimism has started to hit me. Which is amazing, given half of America is panicing over rising gas prices, a credit crunch - oh and global warming.

One of the guys in the place I'm currently staying at asked what I do for a living. I made the fatal mistake of revealing that I build websites - which isn't technically true, but usually does for civilians. He immediately started pitching me a website idea he had - don't they all, but despite my constant "No, but ...." refrains - mostly around small little things like financing, selling and the current state of the advertising market - he kept persisting with the idea. Even though the website part of it was an important part of the whole idea, there was so much more work to do with it than just building a website and having them come.

Then when shove_this_job came in, the conversation did a left-turn and became about ways of getting his brother into an American university. Now I thought it all came down to how much you could afford to pay for tuition, but apparently it's also about finding the right person, and badgering him/her to get you a teaching assistant position or something. I'd assume, in my "No, but ... " British way that such places would be overfilled to bursting with applicants, but apparently it's actually a very viable prospect of getting in in some areas.

Consequentally, this afternoon has been mostly spent mentally going over my old ideas, and wondering just how feasible they are to do or not do. Sure, they're not going to be Facebook v3, but is it better to spend ages trying to craft an idea and watch it fail in terms of commercial success, or decide that the idea is not going to work, and go back to working for Da Man? (just when I find a job too!)