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Here's a fun tip: while most people will express sympathy that you got an infection from eating a tainted burger at McDonald's, most people also don't want to hear the intimate details of your illness. We believe you were sick. Honest.

Today has been pretty quiet, except for the fact that while I was away yesterday my temp rewrote some of the documentation I left at my desk. I guess she thought the gig was going to be long enough to make it worth her while, or maybe that documentation was just suggestions and not actual things she needed to do? I'm partly amused, but the feeling of stop touching my STUFF! is also strong in me.

I got an email from Lulu a few days ago that "the gremlins" had affected my sales -- apparently there was some botch up with Other People Can Smell You and it wasn't turning up in search results when it ought to be. I personally doubt this mattered, since as far as I'm aware everyone who has bought it or looked for it has gone through the Cafe to do so, but who am I to question my good fortune?

Or in this case yours, I suppose, since to make up for the error Lulu has provided me with an offer for you all -- from now until August 15th, if you enter the code BEACHREAD305 at checkout, you can get 15% off Other People Can Smell You. It makes a handy gift for those going off to college! And if you're not sure you want a copy, you can always check out the free PDF at the sales page.

Thus concludes my sales pitch for the month.

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Ahahaha. IN NEWS OF DOCTOR WHO DORKERY, those of you who follow the Classic Who Three Things will know of my puppy-like adulation of writers Bob Baker and Dave Martin, known to the Who crew as the Bristol Boys. (Because they were from Bristol. Never let it be said the monster-makers weren't pragmatic.) If you doubt their awesome, I am currently watching an episode where they wrote canonical Doctor mpreg.

As it turns out, after leaving Doctor Who, Bob Baker also wrote several of the scripts for the Wallace & Gromit films. So I come by my love honestly, because Wallace & Gromit is very dear to my heart.

Come on, New Who! You know you want to tuck a plush Shaun in the control room somewhere. If Steven can bring a panda aboard, there's no reason Amy and Rory can't bring a sheep.

And that over yonder is the horizontal hold. Up there is the scanner, those are the doors, that is a chair with Shaun the Sheep on it. Sheer poetry, my boy.