I swear to deity, the following dialogue was running in my head while I was doing some menial task at work:
… I am pie eating, part number making …
… You know, when I'm not bothered to do any development, I'm pretty much just the department clerk …
… Clerk. I kind of like how the English say it. "Clark" …
… Just like that scene in Howards End …
… Tell your young clark the Porfirian will smash …
… Helen, do you hear? The Porfirian will smash! …
… What the hell does "smash" mean in that sense? …
… The Porfirian? A fine firm. Solid as houses …
… I kind of want to watch Howards End again …
… Maybe I'll throw in Maurice while I'm at it …
… I should post to Twitter saying how I can't explain why I'm in the mood to watch the Ivory Merchant E.M. Forester films …
… Actually, I'm not that much in the mood. I just had a weird train of thought …
… I'll write a blog entry about it instead …