fiat_knox | Midsomer Murdrzzzzzzz ...

So today was a day of vedic mathematics, meditation under rainclouds, and a sudden rush out to the local Post Office to get Mum's Lotto done in a hurry, last thing before the shops shut.

I'm watching the brainaesthetic that is Midsomer Murderzzzzz right now, probably for the first time in a long time, and waiting for the deaths to start. Cricket. When the hell did they get a day dry enough for cricket?

... Aaaand the best line I ever heard: "I'm enjoying this job. Playing God in a limited universe." Best description of a Storyteller / Referee I ever heard.

Oh, there you go. I believe the technical term, in the original Glaswegian, is "laldy."

And I think someone's going to die.

Bam. Gone. Yum. Gruesome. Throat torn out by something growling in the bushes. Sounds like one of my exes.

Enough of the live commentary of this seemingly endless detective show. Ye Gods, forty minutes have elapsed before the first murder. They must be bloody slipping.

Anyway, the next posting I make, I will update the blog on the sordid details of my life to date. I promise.