I came to a potentially very valuable realisation last night: I am surrounded by morons.

Now, I know that my regular readers (do you have any idea how conceited I feel using that phrase?) will be surprised that this is a realisation, considering how frequently I use that phrase, but the full truth of it hadn't yet hit me until last night. I mean, there aren't just a few scattered morons out there. They're everywhere.

We went out to a fairly typical Gladstone pub last night. There was a somewhat entertaining band. The place was full of drunken twits. To crown the twitdom of the evening, some bright spark (pun intended) set off a few bunches of fireworks. Under tables.

It was then that I fully realised it. The idiots are everywhere. Not just on the internet. Not just in college. They are everywhere, clogging up the world. And unless I want to become a hermit (not an entirely uninviting idea) I'd better get used to dealing with them. Or at least more adept at ignoring them.