

I had a nap yesterday afternoon, which is probably the first for several months. However, I am on holiday for a couple of weeks now, so will probably be having more over that time.
I had a nap yesterday afternoon, which is probably the first for several months. However, I am on holiday for a couple of weeks now, so will probably be having more over that time.
Pizza, cheesecake, wife’s puppy eyes,
Shadow (2018) - beautifully designed and shot, particularly in the first half. Relatively gory for a wuxia: I didn’t mind but my wife, who is quite sensitive to such things, found it too much at times.
As with Zhang Yimou’s earlier House of Flying Daggers I felt that that it didn’t really reach a conclusion as much as ended the story and then drifted to a stop.
Definitely worth seeing though.
No. I’m not interested in interaction when I am buying or selling something. Nor playing games, or getting or giving social strokes or whatever. I will do that on separate occasions.
I will pay the price asked or I will look elsewhere.
I don’t drink either - or any other hot drinks. I have never liked them.
There was a while when, every other year or so, in the depths of winter, I would get it into my head that my tastes might have changed and would accept someone’s offer of something: tea, coffee, hot chocolate or whatever. But I’d always end up taking one sip and realise my folly.
And, no, Iced tea or similar does nothing for me either.
There is a window for “Where were you when…?” questions, I think.
I think that I am drifting past that window nowadays.
A satsuma. The penultimate element of my lunch.
The ultimate will be a banana, in a few minutes.
I’m peripatetic - I move between 3 different offices in a typical week, plus occasionally WFH. So:
Beautifully shot and some fine performances all round. Very much a character-based one though. Don’t go into it looking for action or fast-moving plot.
Threads (1984). I was in shock for a week when I first saw that. No horror film has come close.
Beach with other people? Nope. No interest at all.
Deserted beach, where you can roam, explore cliffs and rockpools and so on? Well, they have an atmosphere, so maybe sometime.
Forest? Yes, definitely. Hiking will take you away from anyone else, and there will be plenty of opportunities for wildlife spotting one way or another.
Chumbawamba’s discography - or even just this one on repeat.
Cornwall. Same group of friends as the last 30 or so years, in about 6 weeks time.
I’m in the UK. I worked at a couple of places in the '90s - sysadmin and IT trainer - where this was considered perfectly acceptable at the time, but I definitely wouldn’t now. I’m no longer in IT at all, but I don’t think that it is seen as acceptable very widely anywhere now.
Read using REadEra, play Forge of Empires - plus Lemmy via Voyager.
I had the usual lessons at primary school, but at the end of those myself and one other in the class still couldn’t swim. In the half century since then I have never found the need or the desire to try again.
Film
TV
I have always read, but it is only in the last decade or so - prompted by the internet, of course - that have thought about counting the books that I do read. Since then, the lowest in a year has been around 6 (an extremely busy year) and the highest around 60. A normal year is probably closer to the latter than the former. I am half way through my 3rd book so far this year.
However, just at the moment I am reading that book - Consider Phlebas - partly as e-book and partly as an audiobook, depending on where I am and what I am doing. Does that count? I am finding myself doing this more often lately.
Not specifically for the eyes or posture, but for overall approach and attitude to situations like this: