John Gruber calls it “Claim Chowder” where someone predicts something in the future that is shown as completely wrong, as the future catches up to those claims. As I’m going through my 900+ blog entries to make sure internal links
Once upon a time, I referred to obliviots as “tomcruises”, because Tom Cruise exemplified the term when he jumped on Oprah’s couch, said he would eat the placenta, and then backed out. They might all have been called “dannyglovers” if
I read on News24.com that 50% of matriculants last year actually passed, of which only 7% will find jobs. So extrapolating that out, 96.5% of all matriculants will be unemployed.
I purchased a domain recently (in May 2008) that had just expired, and immediately started receiving emails from various newsletters that the previous owner had subscribed to. That was fine. I was able to find unsubscribe options in most cases, and was successful in all those cases. Except for two.
November's Tomcruise of the month is Lindiwe Mngomezulu, for giving her 17-hour-old baby to a stranger in a taxi while she went to buy shoes in a Pep store.
Boiki Tsedu, spokesperson for the Limpopo province Roads and Transport department, has said car heaters can kill you.
One article, one month,
TEN ELEVENTY Tomcruises in one go. I must be in heaven. Here they are in article order:
The silly cow has decided that she's too important for an AIDS conference and now won't be going because she's not being given "a prominent place in the programme".
Archbishop Angelo Bagnasco, the head of Italy’s bishops, is this month’s obliviot for comparing a bill that would grant rights to same-sex couples to allowing incest and paedophilia. La Repubblica newspaper reported his comments at a meeting of Roman Catholic
My name is “Randolph”. To the people who still insist on calling me “Rudolf”, “Randolf” and “Rudolph” (despite having my name clearly written out for them in emails and letters), how about if I called you “Obliviot“? Saying it’s “close