Maps

There’s an interesting post on the nature of maps over at Strange Maps today.  I remember when some former colleagues and I decided to buy a map of the world to display on our office wall, back in the days where I worked somewhere where people had conversations, and outside interests, and we had a long discussion about what sort of a map we wanted, and someone (probably, I have to say, me) said that we should choose one which reflected a “real” view of the world, rather than one which was devised for the advancement of imperial interests (see the Peters Projection versus Mercator debate for more on this).  Now it seems that even that is an over-simplified view.

Overheard II

At the chemist, this lunchtime…

Tourist #1: I’m looking for some lozenges, or pastilles, called Diff…diff-something. For coughs.

Pharmacist: …

Tourist #1: Or do you have another type of cough lozenges?

Pharmacist: Oh yes, there are several types [starts shuffling on a shelf behind her]

Tourist #2: I know what you want! You want Difflam! [To pharmacist] Ma’am, he wants Difflam!

Pharmacist: Difflam? That only comes as a mixture, not in lozenges.

Tourist #1: Oh, really? In Sydney it comes in lozenges. Why can’t you get it in Lozenges here?

Tourist #2: Because the queen! She said so!

Tourist #1, wisely: Ah, I see.

He means business

This morning, I noticed a man standing on the roof of one of the six- or seven-storey buildings which our thirteenth-floor office overlooks. He was peering over the edge and moving in an aimless sort of a way. After a bit, he disappeared off around a corner and out of sight, and I realised that at no point had it occurred to me that he was there for anything other than savoury, non-suicidal reasons. I thought about it a bit longer and decided that this was because he had a pencil behind his ear.  Killing oneself doesn’t somehow seem compatible with having a pencil behind the ear.

Spam

I’m delighted to be able to report that I am now getting spam with wildly fascinating subject lines, as well as senders. In my inbox this afternoon I have the following offerings, all of which I quite want to read:

FDA finds salmonella strain in jalapeno

Man kills for lottery winnings

Saturated fat found to be good for you

Christian Bale doomed Oscar chances

Woman loses foot in shock attack [I wonder if the foot will later appear washed up on a Canadian beach?]

And my very favourite:

Monkey breast feeds human baby