One of my favorite time killers is reading car reviews by Jeremy Clarkson (he hosts BBC's Top Gear). Here is an excerpt from his review of the Puegot 107:
"So what, exactly, is God’s most stupid creation? The pink flamingo, the avocado pear, Stephen Joseph from the pressure group Transport 2000? There are many choices even before you get to the koala bear.
It sleeps for 18 hours a day, only waking up to gorge on eucalyptus leaves, which make it stoned. So stoned in fact that whenever it sees anything that isn’t a eucalyptus tree or another koala, it becomes so frightened it gives itself chlamydia.
This can’t be much fun. Sitting around in a tree all day, in a big fur coat, in Australia, with a bent mind and a sexually transmitted disease that you caught without actually having sex."
Anyhow, he usually goes on in this manner for ten paragraphs and then crams in about two paragraphs of observations about the car that he is ostensibly reviewing. And I love the British terms. It took me several reviews just to figure out what he was talking about. A sedan is a saloon, a station wagon an estate car or alternatively a shooting brake, a hood a bonnet, and so on and so forth. So if you're looking for something to do other than what you are supposed to be doing or just have nothing to do generally, check out Jeremy Clarkson's car reviews.