Today I heard a joke. It's for fans of Eldon John and/or vegetable-based humour.
Why doesn't Elton John eat cos lettuce?
Because he's a Rocket Man.
I don't have any thoughts about rocket, pro or anti, but, dearie me, my mother hates it. Such a mild-mannered, cheerful woman, but she fairly froths at the mouth at the suggestion that rocket is suitable for human consumption. 'It's a WEED!' she snarls.
She likes Elton John, though.
Here are some instructions from the Australian Tax Office:
Post your tax return to the following address:
Australian Taxation Office
GPO Box 9845
IN YOUR CAPITAL CITY
The address must appear on your envelope as shown. Do not replace the words 'IN YOUR CAPITAL CITY' with the name of your capital city (unless you are lodging from outside Australia). Because of a special agreement with Australia Post, there is no need for you to include the name of your capital city or a postcode.
If you are lodging from outside Australia, replace IN YOUR CAPITAL CITY with SYDNEY NSW 2001 AUSTRALIA.
It's pretty good, but not up to the standard of their statement that you don't have to give them your tax file number to talk to them, but if you don't give them your tax file number, they won't talk to you.
While I am on the topic of officialdom, there was an article today about
rules at (mining company) BHP's new offices in Perth. Eleven pages of them, including these: No eating soup at your desk! Only eat cold soup at the communal hub on each floor! Only eat hot soup in the special hot soup zone on level 45! No 'nibble food' at your desk! No photos bigger than A5 on your desk! And only one of them! Or a framed workplace award! Doesn't that sound like a fun place to work? Each of those things is probably quite reasonable in isolation, but all together they sound like somewhere to stay well away from.