I have been sleeping days all week. It’s the only way to be ‘fresh’ for use of the broadband connection without workmen hammering and drilling… I’ve developed a rash and am wondering when The West Wing’s Sam and Ainsley are finally going to have their earth-moving sexual encounter. Spent most of today over at Billy’s house. Sat in the bath for an hour and then slept on the grass getting sunburned for two or three.
with poorly framed art-historical references, here’s Pat the plaster hard at work in the bathroom. He does look fairly Herculean, no (or am I thinking Atlas…)? And what a smooth surface — months of practise and I can’t get anywhere near that - I’m beginning to wonder why I did the back room myself ;-)
our bathroom designer is sitting in the kitchen weaving silver thread. I half expect her to pull out a golden fleece or pose with a six-legged lion (or was that five-legged, must check my Assyrian art history ;-)) She’s making some sort of tiara-type thing with little incrusted bits of glass (I’m guessing) - she’s got a box full of little hard things that shimmer…
Clearly old Chrimble has too much time on his hands. His power rating in paranormal deathmatch (and he could afford the magic wardrobe) would indicate that the man has fought 4,761 opponents, taking an average of two minutes per fight, that’s 9,533 minutes of fighting, or 158 hours (the equivalent of twenty (20!) workdays) of metaphysical bloodshed ;-)
Is it just me or did the 5k disapoint this year? This year for the first time, most of the ‘cleverer’ entries don’t work on my machine. The fact that these same entries are often highly rated worries me. Mebbe next year we could have a “web” category instead of the current “device dependent” category :-(
They’re off to Scotland for the week as the bathroom builders move in this week. On the way home I dropped in on the Odeon and saw Minority Report - interesting film.