random things
This weekend seemed really long. Not "I wish it would end", more like "the days are just packed". Lying in bed last night. the previous Friday seemed much further away than usual. I guess in part it was down to my guests; having people around to do stuff with, and doing more than just sitting in front of the idiot box or the laptop (which is in some ways a different sort of box that's just as idiotic) meant that I packed a whole lot more activity into the day than I normally would. Maybe I should take some sort of lesson from this.
Taxi on Saturday night: as we left the quays, we passed by the building where Handel's Messiah was first performed, according to local folklore. I mentioned this fact to the tourists in the back of the taxi, then went back to a somewhat stilted conversation with the driver (didn't have much to talk about, and a few of the conversational gambits went nowhere). Back at the house, I asked Dan if they'd heard me passing on this little tourist nugget; he replied to the effect that they'd heard me say something, but I'd slipped into a completely different dialect once I started talking to the taxi driver and they hadn't caught what I was saying. Much amusement on my part at this.
stoat hasn't changed a bit in the time since I last saw her, at least as best I can tell anyway. Dan reminded me of both mrbalihai and Joey Pants. Zack (Zach?) and Dave also reminded me of people but I've not yet figured out who.
"w00t!" "Now I know you're on the internet." "NO W00TING!" (stoat, either Zack or Dave, and me)
"Can I get a new fork? This one's broken" "that's a lucky fork" (Dave and our waitress at Johnny Fox's, who also reminded me of someone)
Taxi on Saturday night: as we left the quays, we passed by the building where Handel's Messiah was first performed, according to local folklore. I mentioned this fact to the tourists in the back of the taxi, then went back to a somewhat stilted conversation with the driver (didn't have much to talk about, and a few of the conversational gambits went nowhere). Back at the house, I asked Dan if they'd heard me passing on this little tourist nugget; he replied to the effect that they'd heard me say something, but I'd slipped into a completely different dialect once I started talking to the taxi driver and they hadn't caught what I was saying. Much amusement on my part at this.
stoat hasn't changed a bit in the time since I last saw her, at least as best I can tell anyway. Dan reminded me of both mrbalihai and Joey Pants. Zack (Zach?) and Dave also reminded me of people but I've not yet figured out who.
"w00t!" "Now I know you're on the internet." "NO W00TING!" (stoat, either Zack or Dave, and me)
"Can I get a new fork? This one's broken" "that's a lucky fork" (Dave and our waitress at Johnny Fox's, who also reminded me of someone)