Today has been a day of swan management - or as I often prefer to call it, fiddlefarting about like a de-winged bluebottle. Although - no, actually, fiddlefarting isn't quite the right term. It's more like trying to run a marathon on the moon - exhilarating and fun at the time but takes you about a year to finish. Unless you cheat and use a jet pack/IID/personal wormhole. But you'd never stoop so low now, would you. Because I
know you're an
honourable sentient. Aren't you. It's not a question, but you can consider it one if you like. [Hint, the correct answer is an affirmative...] Where was I? Oh yes.
IOW I was busy.
(Where's this urge to use abbrev. come from? Oh yes, this evening's goggleboxing. More on that in a mo.)
So here I was, trying to reply to a couple of tricky emails, revise the new APAG site, chat to Lutra, and tell Ken what was needed for his Arno's Park History segment onsite (all at the same time of course) when the doorbell screamed. I just
knew it was the amazon order, so beat K&K to the door...
[verybiggrin] Kai immediately begged to put
Garth Marenghi's Darkplace on again, which we did - and I had a brainwave (which will be posted over at the
HaadriBlog once I've finished here). So while I carried on at my desk, and he continued creating his animations (his latest thing: he has a group of sort-of-super-heroes he's making little films about), it played in the background. Twice. With us watching favourite bits...
Then I made the mistake of idly checking amazon again. (Query,
can one idly check such a site?) And found
this... Ken said buy it and put it away for next Yule (yes, well, we know how well
that idea works...) But in order to get the free p&p, I had to make it up to £15 - so we now have
The IT Crowd series 1 on order (Kai is ecstatic). That's me starving next week!
My latest LoveFilm rental is
War of the Worlds Live, which Wendy has seen (twice, I believe) and heartily recommended. Kai loved the music when he first heard it (and still plays the CD, GoodTwin, though perhaps not as often as he did at first), so I thought it was a good idea.
It's definitely a phenomenal show, but I think would work
far better live than on the screen. We enjoyed it, but several of the tracks, which would have been perfect had we been in the audience, were just a tad too long for a TV viewing. Kai and I would still love to see it live though, if we ever got the chance. (Not sure about Ken...)
And
THEN, after Kai went up to bed, we watched the first three eps of
Nathan Barley...
Ye gods.
Well, Ken sat there with his 'not sure whether to be shocked, amused, appalled or traumatised' expression all through the first ep - which changed to a smile by halfway through the second. Me? I loved it. I freely admit I was all prepared to love it though, going by the reviews and the people in it. But it exceeded my expectations, being both a great deal more subtle than I hoped, and a lot more complex than I would have believed. Though there's no
way Kai's watching it til he's at least 16!
Now I get to play - if I can decide which of the umpteen things I have on the go to tackle first. And beat back the guilt at
not writing the backlogged reviews. So I have the third item from today's amazon delivery blasting through the headphones -
The Broadsword and the Beast. Yes, I like Jethro Tull: you know by now my tastes are eclectic, to put it mildly. Ah, you should have heard me bombing down the A35 with the windows wide open, belting out
Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll (Too Young To Die) back when I still had a car. Sight - and sound - to chill the blood, it were. Especially for the people in the cars coming the other way...
Laters!
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