Dismal science and joyful art
Jul. 22nd, 2009 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyI started the readings for my current health economics subject last night. In one of them, the author mentioned that economics is sometimes called 'the dismal science' and then spent half a page in rebuttal, saying it should be called 'the joyful art' instead. Good luck with that.
What did people talk about before mobile phone contracts became a viable topic of discussion? I wish my colleagues could remember. Would it be churlish of me to put a list on my door of Things I Am Not Interested In Hearing About? It would be short(-ish): mobile phone contracts, hours spent at the gym and things done there, food eaten (in relation to how 'naughty' it is) and superannuation (retirement funds). And golf. None of my colleagues are interested in golf, but it would be good to get it in pre-emptively, just in case.
Finally, if you were at all curious to know what sort of television commercials lurk on the airwaves of regional Australia, you couldn't do better than to go here and click on the milk carton on a treadmill (third picture down). I see this ad just about every time I turn on the TV. I don't know what freaks me out more: the enormous lips on the milk cartons or the milk bottle riding a bike.
What did people talk about before mobile phone contracts became a viable topic of discussion? I wish my colleagues could remember. Would it be churlish of me to put a list on my door of Things I Am Not Interested In Hearing About? It would be short(-ish): mobile phone contracts, hours spent at the gym and things done there, food eaten (in relation to how 'naughty' it is) and superannuation (retirement funds). And golf. None of my colleagues are interested in golf, but it would be good to get it in pre-emptively, just in case.
Finally, if you were at all curious to know what sort of television commercials lurk on the airwaves of regional Australia, you couldn't do better than to go here and click on the milk carton on a treadmill (third picture down). I see this ad just about every time I turn on the TV. I don't know what freaks me out more: the enormous lips on the milk cartons or the milk bottle riding a bike.