I have exciting news for you, dear readers! Yesterday, I told you about an item of paper spam that appeared in our letterbox. At the time that I wrote that post, I was a bit drunk. In my alcohol-addled state, I failed to notice the irony in using spam printed on paper to sell paper, thus fulfilling the "paper spam" moniker in more than one way. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that nugget of joy to those of you who also overlooked it the first time around. I would also like to mention that various people have remarked on Farcebook that they also received such a slip of paper, destroying my hopes that it's someone printing out spam for [me] and posting it through [my] door as a token of affection, in the words of diffrentcolours. Such is life.

On a vaguely related note, I'm bored of manually mirroring my blog in Farcebook via the copy-paste method. I've found a third-party tool to generate RSS feeds for a particular set of tags; those of you who care about all my Linux posts will still have to go read my blog directly.

Edit: HELLO FARCEBOOK, YOU GANG OF TOTAL MUPPETS. Ahem. It appears that Farcebook's feed importing badger adds <br/> whenever it sees a newline in the feed even though my posts are already formatted properly into paragraphs. I had hoped that this was yet another case of RSS having no way to actually define the content of a post as text/html rather than text/plain, but it seems that the same problem occurs with my Atom feed, so I'm off to file a bug. I've just gone through and removed all the newlines from this post to work around the issue, but I'm not doing that for the older posts. You'll probably survive.

I went to a craft and stuff fair at Blenheim Palace yesterday. I think I was the youngest person who was there by choice rather than being forced to go by a parent. I saw such a coerced younger person failing to eat a gingerbread man in an entertaining fashion! Cast yourself back to when you were about 5. (For some of you that'll be fairly straightforward!) When given a tasty thing, what was your reaction? I think mine was generally to put it into my mouth, chew it, swallow it, and demand MORE, but this child seemed to have different ideas. She placed the gingerbread man flat on her palm, gripped the edges with the tips of her fingers, then repeatedly smacked herself in the face with it. She seemed totally happy to be doing this, but I honestly have no idea what she was trying to achieve. (One suggestion was that she was torturing the thing, but everyone knows that the correct way to torture a person-shaped foodstuff is to eat its legs, then its arms, then...)

(I would have made a video, but laughing out loud got me a dirty enough look from her coercer, and I'd probably have been arrested.)