This weekend I…

Gary Barlow - squee!
  • had fajitas for dinner, and a yum yum (basically a fried croissant-like pastry with sugar) for dessert
  • watched Take That – The Ultimate Tour on the teevee and discovered I’m still a teenager deep inside (ah, I remember the days when half my walls very covered in Take That posters)
  • watched some Later with Jools Holland (Eric Bibb was amazing* and I’m still quite taken with Bellowhead, who were on last week)
  • met up with the Pussycat for lunch (and she took me to do a tiny bit of sightseeing before the sun set)
  • had a haggis supper (mmm, haggis)
  • stayed up late drinking wine and having a D&M with Neil
  • went into Livingston to get new bed sheets (as well as tights, socks, lightbulbs, and a full bag of junk food to sustain me through work)
  • had a roast dinner
  • watched Men in Black II
  • watched Housewife, 49
Calton Hill

* That led to my bringing up a movie that mentioned Robert Johnson (Crossroads), and it turns out Neil and I both like that film, me because I had a crush on Ralph Macchio, and Neil because he has a manly, totally heterosexual affection for Steve Vai.

Source of Gary Barlow image: grupo gamerco.

It’s okay but not great

The thing about NUMB3RS is it’s so miraculous, he can always come up with some mathematical formula to predict or postulate some crime or other. But I do like that geeky things like maths and psychological profiling are trendy now. Lots of teevee to watch!

Flee lange!

Do not read this at work because it’s dead funny: “I don’t know about you, but now that I know that the eggs I eat for breakfast every morning might possibly be laid by a bald chicken, a rather bald chicken, waking up is going to be a hundred percent more awesome.” — Dooce