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Thirty days hath Sleptember
Sep. 7th, 2010 12:27 pmThere is a radio station here that for many years has declared the tenth month of the year to be Rocktober. I am sure they are not the first to think of that pun. In recent years, men have been encouraged to grow moustaches in the eleventh month of the year as part of Movember. And yesterday I saw an advertisement from a bed and bedding shop announcing their annual Sleptember sale. Which doesn't work, does it? You don't go to slep at night. It should be Sleeptember, but then that ruins the rhyme. I don't think Capt'n Snooze has given this enough thought. Not as much thought as I have, at any rate.
Perhaps the internet deserves its own month, maybe Webuary? Sorry. Then I thought May is so good, we could have another month to celebrate it: Maypril. Then, you will be pleased to learn, I was so taken with the idea of Maypril that I stopped coming up with monthly puns. (Although I think January has promise given all the things that rhyme with 'jan'. July, not so much.)
The medical newspaper we get at work has a shocked paragraph in this week's Global Briefs section about a survey of 3,000 people that revealed 'the average Briton consumed 56 sausages, 54 burgers, 81 cans of beer and 73 bags of chips as part of their diet over summer'. That seems like an awful lot, doesn't it? It doesn't really give enough information to establish how representative it is, though.
Underneath that, the paper reports that we are closer to a treatment for ebola. Woo for compound class phosphorodiamidate morpholino oligomers!
Also, Australian farmers have apparently grown a super-pineapple. Evildoers beware.
Perhaps the internet deserves its own month, maybe Webuary? Sorry. Then I thought May is so good, we could have another month to celebrate it: Maypril. Then, you will be pleased to learn, I was so taken with the idea of Maypril that I stopped coming up with monthly puns. (Although I think January has promise given all the things that rhyme with 'jan'. July, not so much.)
The medical newspaper we get at work has a shocked paragraph in this week's Global Briefs section about a survey of 3,000 people that revealed 'the average Briton consumed 56 sausages, 54 burgers, 81 cans of beer and 73 bags of chips as part of their diet over summer'. That seems like an awful lot, doesn't it? It doesn't really give enough information to establish how representative it is, though.
Underneath that, the paper reports that we are closer to a treatment for ebola. Woo for compound class phosphorodiamidate morpholino oligomers!
Also, Australian farmers have apparently grown a super-pineapple. Evildoers beware.