Little Britain wonderfulness
I just discovered the true wonderfulness of "Little Britain" when BBCA had their marathon last week. I adore Tony Head, of course, so there's not nearly enough of him in the show (but if he were Britain's prime minister I'd cross the pond in a heartbeat and tear Sebastian to pieces to get me some of that.) That show is way. too. funny. It's safe to say that I loved every skit they did. Sometimes Teh Cute Girlfriend and I feel like Daffydd, the only gay in the village.
But tonight we went to Peach's Grill in Yellow Springs, where we got completely weenered by She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I must have a sign on my forehead that says "Weenerable." Oh well. We still had a mighty fine meal and our server was tres tres tres cute. Lots of fine lookin' women. We may have found our new bar.
Vacation in five days - w00t!