With our very special guest star...

I returned to the Muppet Theatre on Monday. My keys still worked; they hadn't changed the locks. They had, however, moved the company to another site. Eventually the janitors arrived, I was just lucky they were contracted to the building. George had a forwarding address for some dry cleaning which I followed up. Now I travail in a huge tract of open-plan space with an honest to sky-wizard atrium and too many mezzanines to count. Also, in true Muppet style, the stairs don't work so everybody has to use the lifts.

Cowboys believe time changes everything.

I lost no weight (±0.05Kg) in the last six months but my work clothes don't fit. My cooking remains bland and unpalatable to other humans. I still have half a room of boxes and an undiminished garage of tat to evanesce. I need new shoes. I may yoga again soon and I may start planning to run a game, or two. I blog less than weekly yet I still have to flesh it out the prosaic minutiae and vague speculation.

Shuffling dustward.

Many happy returns of the week to Bela, Grey, Jen and Terence; and thank you, everybody, for my own birthday wishes, celebration, cake, treats and gifts.  ¶ 18:05 1 comments

  Many happy returns of the day.

Have a jolly happy day, everybody. I know I shall, with splendid friends and no work. Stay warm, eat well, sweet dreams.  ¶ 00:36 1 comments

  Early edition.
Sorry, I've been trying to think of stuff to put here.  ¶ 14:55 3 comments