See You Next Wednesday
What have you been reading?
I am tempted to write a lexicon. Currently, it seems to me, you don't have to write clearly and you can use anything you like, from opinion to fallacy, as content. Not being a syndicated columnist may be an obstacle to publication, however I don't have any time to devote to the task so the delay may allow me to get my word count up. I can keep adding to the manuscript whimsically until someone accepts it; it's not like there is a narrative to maintain.What have you been watching?House
, Life on Mars
, and Lost
on telly*. Also, Brokeback Mountain
is a sad movie.
Emma-Jean surprised us with an impromptu visit on Saturday to escape Whacking Day
. She was so surprising we didn't hear her knocking at the door and bliss was delayed, but not for long. We met up with some roleplayers
and ate multicultural food
and saw a movie
(which wasn't the one she thought it was but was a good movie anyhow). She is such a lovely visitor (and an amazing girlfriend) it is always sad to see her go, which happened on Sunday after coffee and The Young Ones
On Monday I bought a bathmat.
I am in Adelaide for work. My hotel is tall and square, so it fits seamlessly into Adelaide's CBD which is 90% tall and square 9% heritage facades and 1% churches. The people who work here usually have to phone or email me if they have a question, now they can ask me face to face. In return the people who usually can ask me face to face now have to send emails and make phonecalls. To make the experience more acute the emails are delayed by the lag caused by me logging in remotely to the Canberra server to read my email, and I don't have a phone here. Most of the questions I have answered today were from people who are visiting Adelaide for the same reason I am, somewhat defeating the purpose. One local person has asked me questions, but I think it is because she cannot understand my colleague's accent. Also, she provided her own answers in the course of asking the questions, which was nice (and solution focussed).The public internet 60 second warning just flashed on the screen. I hope I have time to publish this...
I came home early because my timesheet says I have too much time saved up. In fifteen days I shall use some of it to drive to Pirate Cove and visit Cap'n Emma. But fifteen days is such a long time and my timesheet was persistent, so I came home early today.
Then I surfed the internet and read some bulletin boards; now it is past 5:00pm and I haven't posted this blog entry which was about how I came home early. Ha!
Currently Next Week For Sure are hoping someone can contact Brenda and Suzi before the game tonight so we can forfeit and not have to play netball in the humid heat which is Caberra today. Wish us luck!
This may not sound like the snappiest line from 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), but it evidently caught the imagination of John Landis, who has worked references to a mythical film of this name into most of his own movies - memorably as the grotty British skinflick watched by an assortment of lycanthropes and zombies in the climax of An American Werewolf in Paris [sic] (1981).
Ghastly Beyond Belief, Neil Gaiman and Kim Newman