Drove out to Redmires and found some snow. Discovered that I could make a light come on on the dashboard by losing traction when doing a bit of a Clarkson on the snow. I did this a couple of times. All in all about 3 or 4 hundredths of a second of motorised hooliganism. Never seen the 'slippery surface' light come on before, traction control has a lot to answer for.
Earlier on had had a brief moment of depression brought on by listening to football commentators and football interviews on the radio. The same questions week in week out, asked by bored sounding interviewers of bored sounding players. The same question to the manager about the opposing team, the same hollow response from the manager about not underestimating the opposing team, being an organised unit, etc, blah, fucking blah, drone.
One day all of us will be cosmic dust and this pointless use of energy will be recycled into some, no less pointless, other event. In the meantime hopefully we won't bork up the planet too much for the flora and fauna that will inherit it from us.
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