No dancing, no ceilings

Been a while, hasn’t it? Ten days. Good grief.

Thinking about it, I’ve been decidedly average the whole time. Maybe the blogging was keeping my brain churning over. Is that possible? Do I need to blog every day just to have my wits about me? Hmmmm. Big long walk into the house of mirrors coming up.

And in news from the breach:
* Election – ha ha ha! Did anyone dare dream a political humiliation so utter and complete?
* Feel like spending over $300 for the complete DVD boxed set of Get Smart? No, me neither, sadly. Ciao, Time/Life.
* How did we live before sushi?
* Seahawks win again, sweeping the hated St.Louis Rams. Such immense glories doth the Lord Sport provide his humble followers.
* Half the population of the world has a mobile phone. Not bad work for just twenty-five years. Possibly the greatest meme since the wheel, maybe?
* Neighbours is going to be really good next year. Really good. I shit you not.
* Harry Redknapp is innocent. I JUST KNOW IT. The rest of the Premier League is totally jealous.
* Whoever thought to divert some of a lawn mower’s power to its wheels was a genius!
* Was there a bit of a breakthrough in the Writers’ Strike this afternoon? Or more bluff? So hard to know. Searching for more info, I came across a poster for a new movie called ‘Timber Falls’. The poster is a terrified woman facing a man armed with a sickle he’s about to rape/kill her with. PLEASE REMIND WHICH WRITERS I’M SUPPOSED TO ROOTING FOR. TA.
* Michael Firrito gets Glenn Archer’s ‘11’ jersey. Good choice, although I could’ve seen it retired like they do in the NFL.
* It’s a good time to succumb to the magnificence of Siouxsie Sioux. Did you all know Jeff Buckley did a cover of Siouxsie’s ‘Killing Time’? I only just found out today.
* GM crops are simply evil, you stupid State Government.
* Battlestar Galactica season 3 is out on DVD ... happy evenings underway.
* Please, don’t anyone talk to me about Lionel fucking Richie. The number of times I have to bite my tongue during the day ...