I had a great weekend.
Saturday we had the Artfesten as discussed further down the page, and then yesterday was long because I got up with Krissa at 7.30am as she prepared to go to church to take photos. I took advantage of the early morning and did an enormous bunch of chores which left me feeling accomplished enough to sit around and do pretty much bugger all for the rest of the day.
I 'invested' in a new pair of stereo headphones on Saturday. The inverted commas make an appearance because even when I am at my most impoverished I struggle to define $19 as an investment...and the great thing is, the headphones are brilliant. After yesterday morning's chores, (soundtrack provided by Gorillaz) I am more than happy to mention that the Maxell HP-550F are a really good buy. Even if you have big ears. They're the first headphones I've had that can cope with the Bass Boost on my Sony CD walkman without distortion and crackling...and that includes the headphones which came with the discman in the first place.
On Pete's advice I stole a couple of planes on Sunday afternoon, scratching the itch I had to take to the skies over San Andreas.
I also finished, 'Wish You Were Here' the official biography of Douglas Adams, written by Nick Webb. It was a broad-reaching and affectionate look at his life, work and philosophies, but not, I think, too rose-tinted. I'm not usually one for biographies, but I enjoyed it a lot and I suppose it satisfied a curiosity I had about Adams that I only half knew I had.
Partly because of the Adams biography and partly because I've read so much about it elsewhere for so long, I sought out and bought a copy of Richard Dawkins' 'The Selfish Gene', a look at evolutionary biology and behaviour. It's incredibly well written, and I had to exert a little self-control to stop reading when I reached my desk this morning.
Work is winding down, but I am waiting to hear of a potential interview for a temp-to-perm position later this week.
How're tricks?



oh, you know. so-so
I ate something funny on the flight this morning and feel like my gut is a mess. Sorry you asked huh?
What was it you ate?
Plane eggs.
I didn't know they laid them.
Everybody stand WELL back. I'm expecting two drums and a cymbal any second now.
Boom Boom
Dad humor.
Look just shut up about the Dad humour, okay?
I love it when you two squabble like that.
That photo is fucking jawesome.
And how's tricks? Hot. Hot and sticky. Like everything else in this damn city.
Dad humor THAT.