Gurgle Grumble Groan

Soooo hungreeeeee....

My stomach keeps singing to me, and my break isn't for another hour and a bit. How can I stand it? Augh!

I'll just have to distract myself.

So, I've still been reading like mad. I finished the first Thomas Covenant trilogy, and the third book is a distinct improvement over the first two. These books used to be my all-time favourites, but they've since been usurped. By what? I don't know. Possibly Flashman books, which is as big a change as it gets, I suppose. Or not. Both feature anti-heroes, after all. But Flashman is helluva lot more loveable than Covenant could ever be.

It must be the dashing whiskers.

I've now embarked on a new literary journey: Charles Mackay's Extraordinary Popular Delusions & the Madness of Crowds. I bought it some years ago, and never got around to reading it. Today's the day I remedy that oversight.

I've also been watching a lot of movies. Some are good, and some not so good. Last night's was Ferris Bueller's Day Off, which I watched with f00dave and aberrantmist. I hadn't seen it in years, and it still holds up well. But I'd had no recollection of Charlie Sheen (with his cameo at the end) ever being that friggin' cute. Whoa. What happened to him?

I also watched The Return of the Musketeers which disappointed me immensely. It ought to have been good. It was written by George MacDonald Fraser. It featured Christopher Lee and Oliver Reed. I wanted to like it, but it was too damned silly--all farcical slapstick and not much clever dialogue. Bah.

Tomorrow, after work, I leave for Moncton for a tribal dance workshop. I'm looking forward to it. It's been far too long since I've had any official dance instruction. Here's hoping it fills my head with new possibilities.

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Drat. Filling my head reminded me that I still want to fill my belly. This diversion has not worked.