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Mouse squad
TEAMS of mice are being trained to sniff out explosives and drugs at airports. The system is being pioneered by Israeli firm Tamar. It uses specially trained mice equipped with biological sensors.
The mice are trained to react when they smell explosives or drugs, and their reactions are recorded by a computer. Inspectors or security officers are then alerted.
That's all very well, just so long as Tamar don't go on to train up attack rabbits and gerbil perimeter patrols. It could get ugly.
Crown jewels
THEY'VE had to change the locks at the Tower of London where the British crown jewels are stored - after the Beefeaters spotted a felon stealing a set of keys from a sentry post.
Pssst! You interested in a crown and orb an' sceptre, guvnor? Fell off the back of a lorry, it did
Movie beckons
A FEW weeks ago we discussed a novel written by my old colleague Pixie Emslie (was Malherbe) set in the platinum mining industry. Although fiction and obviously written before the Marikana massacre, Cry of the Rocks uncannily seems to mirror current events.
Now Pixie tells me director/producer Gray Hofmeyr (whose films include Jock of the Bushveld) has acquired the rights and started on a screenplay which he intends offering to global movie backers next year.
This could bring the story even closer to current events. I wonder if I should audition for the role of Julius Malema.
Tailpiece
A FLORIDA senior citizen drives his convertible out of the dealership. Taking off down the road, he pushes it to 120 km/h; then 140 km/h; then 160 km/h.
Looking in his rear view mirror, he sees the flashing blue lights of a Florida state trooper's vehicle; he hears the siren shrieking. He puts his foot on the loud pedal, taking it to 180 km/h.
Then he thinks: "What the heck! I'm too old for this!" He slows down, stops and waits.
Trooper: "Sir, my shift ends in 30 minutes. Today is Friday. If you can give me a new reason for speeding - a reason I've not heard before - I'll let you go."
Senior citizen: "Three years ago my wife ran off with a Florida state trooper. I thought you were bringing her back."
Trooper: "Have a good day, Sir."
Last word
I was the kid next door's imaginary friend.
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