"Blackpool" is Fab!

Thursday night television is once again worth watching.

My boy

I'd meant to upload this one yesterday, but as usual, got distracted. He was sitting across the table, drinking his chocolate milk.

The Suburbs Pt.1

A friend of ours once used the tag line " In The Suburbs, No One Can Hear You Scream! " for a film he made ( "The Events Leading Up To My Death", it was called. It's brilliant and if you haven't seen it, go and rent it. Now. Go!). Having recently moved to the ' burbs, it's probably because someone would call the police and you would be promptly arrested, unlike in my former downtown neighbourhood where there would be people ( uh, certain neighbours) shouting in the alleyway and setting off fireworks, who would get upset if you asked nicely for them to STOP!

'Burbs 1
Downtown 0

Another Test

For some reason the provider I was using for my blog decided it didn't want to forward my posts.
So I reset it.
Talk about stepping into a hornets nest.

Sheesh.

Where's my post?!

It would seem that some WWW monster ate yesterday's posting.
A mystery indeed.

(I have since re -posted it, in case you're wonderin'.)

Pig? Dog? Cow?

Don't ask me what it is. When I started to sketch it, I thought it looked like a French Bulldog, but then it developed a life of its own. Now it looks like one of those cute "amiguri" animals.

I need to learn how to crochet.

Ghost Story Pt. 2

In my husband's last recording studio, there was a ghost who was also a music critic. He ( it?) was known to "shove" you hard in the back if he didn't like what was being played.
Before my husband was turfed out of this space a few years ago, he decided to record the rooms ambience. On the recording you can hear my husband locking up and walking away. A few minutes more into the recording you can hear this poor spirit muttering to himself and walking the floor of the studio's live room.
The place is now a disco. Poor Ghostie!

Ghost Story

My friend, JC, is the only person I know who could live in a haunted house and still blame it's quirks on the local cable company.
She cracks me up.

Crikey! Has it been that long?

It was 45 years ago yesterday that The Beatles touched down at JFK in NYC.
("title" quoted from a friend of mine in a message to me this morning. Thanks SB.)

Friday nights haven't been the same since the end of season 4 of Dr. Who.
(O.k. I admit it, I didn't do this one on my iPod.)

Painful

There is nothing more painful than whacking your toe on a chairleg when you are half asleep.

Too much snow?

London, England got dumped on a few days ago with approximately 20 cm.

They never get snow. What gives?

Word of the Day: "Reduced"

Used to describe my sons state when he left his backpack on the school bus this morning.
"Louise, he is reduced."

Fortune cookies

Fortune cookies have a way of reflecting what seems to be going on in your life presently.

" You are deeply attached to your family." -Wing's