LIFO

Those familiar with computer programming will recognise LIFO as being the acronym for the Last-In-First-Out queue processing algorithm. It's also a commonly employed hiring & firing policy which the Lovely Samantha has fallen foul of this week. So much for our short lived experiment living off her salary. But, considering the location was at best inconvenient, the pay poor and the career path led nowhere, it was really a blessing in disguise.

On Saturday (while Sam was at work learning about her fate) I took the boy wonder to his friend's 2nd birthday party. The lack of fairy bread played on his mind for a while but was soon forgotten upon spotting the Thomas The Tank Engine pinyada. Instead of hitting it with a stick though, kids took turns to pull out ribbons (one of which would open the bottom seam). It got me thinking though about all the games of yesteryear which have since been politically corrected. Why just last week we were found guilty of using an every-kid-gets-a-present-pass-the-parcel. To compound matters we also boiled the eggs so that no-one would be upset if their egg dropped off their spoon during the race and broke. Also, down at the local park, the seesaw is spring loaded so no one gets hurt if the other jumps off. It makes me wonder what other innocent games have fallen victim to the modern day PC syndrome. Are we raising a generation who will associate mediocrity with reward?

What is the world coming to?

Sam was out on Saturday night for a hen's do so it was a boy's night in. I put him to bed early so i could get through two DVDs (Borat & The Soloist).

Sunday doesn't rate a mention.

see ya,
Minas.