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think about taking over the world
but instead decide to take another drink
Friday, October 27, 2006
I love snooker. I may not love Ronnie O'Sullivan and well John just beat Matthew. But I still love snooker.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
The Blessing is currently obsessed with murder. Her own. She wants to know if we would be sad if someone murdered her. I know, I know, its all my fault for letting her watch CSI. This morning, listening to Radio 2 (or radio poo as she likes to call it) we heard the news bulletin and a story about the arrest of a man for abducting a girl in Wrexham. The Blessing was all, "Its a girl that's been murdeted." I answer, "No, she went missing and is back and safe and well." "No, she was murdered in North Wales. The police are involved." My child, future journalist for The Daily Mail.
Friday, October 20, 2006
So I am doing my morning commute. On the train. Reading. I get through about a novel a week. And this means I buy too many books. I own too many books and I am constantly needing new books. Speaking completely and tangently, does anyone know of who is cool and happening and worth reading in the Sci-Fi world these days? I need to think about buying books for the H for christmas and well, he liked the China Mieville I made him read. He liked Jonathon Strange and Mr. Norrel. He is enjoying George RRRR Martin's song of fire and ice series and he now refers to Margaret Atwood as that female Sci-Fi writer. Anyone have a suggestion? At all? It could even be little know neglected classics. Yes, he loves the whole Star Trek/Battlestar Galactica thing too.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Thursday Night is My Current Favorite Night of TV
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Monday, October 09, 2006
It actually turned into a Kate mini-UK tour visiting old friends and eating raw fish (not nearly enough sushi restaurants in Northern Ireland). First it was off to London for work and a chance to check in on the tonester and see if he was adjusting to life in the seething metropolis London. Got a chance to check out another London airport, use the train, the tube and the buses, eat at a gastropub and then have a big disrupted commute to the offices. Then off to catch a train to Cardiff. Because though I had a plane ticket for a Belfast to Cardiff flight, I was in London. So off to Paddington. And Yo! Sushi. What can I say, I love conveyer belt sushi. I love watching the stuff go round and round, debating whether I wanted another dish of raw tuna. And I like the little spigots of fizzy water. All you can drink. Hopped on train but didn't go to Cardiff. Got off at Bristol to spend an evening role-playing. No, not like that. A game. A game set in the 1919's American College and had an evil Babylonian spirit that was taking over people. I was hoping to commit a murder but ran out of time. Next morning I woke up in Cardiff (after staying up until 3 am drinking Welsh whiskey and talking). Off to hear the bride give a lecture to year 1 and 2 medical students and then visit Ikea. Then other hen participants started to arrive. And more Japanese food! At Ichiban which was fabulous. Some people stayed up very late but I head off to bed at 2 am. Then it was Saturday. Full hen-party. More guests. A big breakfast. Off to get hair done. Bride spent over an hour at the Clarins counter getting her make-up done. It was brilliant. Drinks and nibbles in hotel room, then dinner, then the club. The night we were there, Miss Kitty and Miss Dazzle were performing. Their verdict? One of the hens says, that the drag artist(once he had changed & was ready to leave himself) came over to the 'girls' in the feather-boas (apparently the last to leave?) & congratulated us on being the best/most-classy audience he'd ever had!! - What a claim to fame & surelythat will be a talking point at the wedding. That would be us. Considered classy by drag queen's in Cardiff.
I have been meaning to blog. I have a good two serious blog posts running around my head (one has drag acts and blood and hoddies in it!) but I just read this in the Guardian and I am desolate. Open 365 days a year, there are no holidays at Tower. I remember breaking up with Tony after christmas break, freshman year at UCLA. The break-up happened in The Apple Pan. I believe the conversation went something like this:
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Just like the state of nature, nasty, brutish and short...I was always fond of the nickname 'Craxi'...Sometimes I cook, sometimes I tend bar, sometimes I even knit. Mostly I try not to read the plethora of government publications that cross my desk and write one page summaries.
favorite food: lobster. ben and jerry's ice cream
favorite show: CSI
favorite drink: grey goose vodka (with ice, it doesn't need anything else)
age: far older than I like to admit/contemplate
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