I was in one of the labs yesterday trying to find the version number of a hardware driver. It was not that complex (22.214.171.124), but we thought it safest to write it down with a pen. There was no pen on the desk! There was no pen in the cupboard! Finally, I found a pen hiding in plain sight on the one of the tables, but it was dead! It was the deadiest dead dead pen you’ve ever seen! It should’ve been a black retractable ball point pen, although possibly it should’ve been blue. In any case, it wasn’t even pretending to half work.
I was walking away from Coli yesterday to get afternoon tea, when I discovered on the ground a blue Stabilo pen, one of the ones that are so common around here. I do not know whose it was, but left it there to fend for itself on the cold wet ground.
(Btw: I’ve decided to go for daily updates from now on. It’s just difficult to find two occasions of bloggable pens a day, without repeating myself.)
I was looking for an axle yesterday, and discovered two pens: A pizza pen, and another arbitrary retractable ballpoint pen.
I emptied a box while cleaning, and discovered a cheap branded pen in it. It was a blue retractable ballpoint. I’m pretty sure I accidentally took it away from somewhere at some point.
(Today is the Tristian feast of Tristmas Day.)
My flatmate stole my usual place in the lounge room earlier today. On the coffee table, he left another pizza pen. I don’t know how it compared to the Pope’s pizza pen, but compared to mine it had the additional text “Die Auswahl”, meaning “the selection”.
One of the Bachelor’s students here, H¹, is about to leave. C¹, another bachelor’s student asked me to write in her book of farewells. C¹ gave me a pen to write with: it was a black Stabilo ball pen. It seemed slightly more expensive than it seemed.
I was watching this video last night and Steven Colbert was very clearly holding a pen. I would suppose it was a cheap black ballpoint pen.
I realise that by making this post I may associate myself with something that’s funny and therefore not boring, and that I therefore run the risk of not being the most boring blog in the world. But that’s okay, because I got more hits yesterday than übergestern, so apparently I’m getting less boring as I go along, and therefore I’m failing anyway.