an exercise in percussive maintenance
Asides
…I don’t think I’ll be posting a Song Title Challenge tomorrow. I’ve been staring at the screen for over an hour on tomorrow’s title and have no idea and still have a few things to get ready for my flight and interview tomorrow (such as decanting my shampoo into bottles of acceptable size), so I’m rather going to focus on that right now.
Next week all will hopefully be back to normal. Meanwhile, have a great one.
So, I spent the last two hours writing a post and then trashed it because that’s what it was. Don’t you just hate it when that happens?
I’ll consequently just say happy birthday, America, and please consider your pets when you’re lighting those fireworks tonight.
The wife and I have made the very impulsive decision to go on holiday. I say impulsive because we usually plan something like this months in advance and this decision was made with days to go before departure.
So, we’re exchanging the icy cold Free State for the icy cold and wet south coast. By tomorrow evening I’ll have the ocean before me and mountains covered with indigenous forest at my back. And the best part is we’re not paying for accommodation, so we can stay for the entire school holiday if we want.
Hopefully this change of scenery will be what I need to get my studies and my writing back on track again. And even if it doesn’t, at least I’ll have been in one of my favourite places on earth again (and quite close to where we spent our honeymoon).
It’s long weekend over here (Monday is a public holiday, not that I know what you’re supposed to do with a long weekend smack bang in the middle of winter) and we’re off to see the in-laws. Mine and the wife’s. They live in the same town. Yet we met each other 1500km away on the other side of the country three years after my dad moved there. That’s a tale for another day.
Actually we’re driving up for my niece’s christening – yet another thing we can congratulate my step-sister and her husband for (and probably the grandparents as well and I just bet you someone’s going to congratulate me as the proud uncle) that they didn’t actually do.
On the way we’ll be passing through a place with a cinema, so movie-time today, and tonight we’re taking a friend in Jo-burg out for a show for her birthday, so fun-times all around.
I’m not taking the computer along, but through the wonderful ingenuity of the WordPress.com platform and some planning on my part this blog can pretty much carry on without me, but I won’t be able to answer any comments for the next few days, so please don’t feel offended if I don’t. I’ll get to them.
Have a great weekend (or if you had other plans, whatever).
I have already posted today, but I have to tell you all that it’s bloody cold over here. Winter isn’t coming, it’s here. At any moment I’m expecting a white walker to knock on the door and there’s not a sliver of obsidian in the house. (If you didn’t get that you really should read more.)
To make matters worse, Wifey has a bout of flu (she refused to get her flu-shot in spite of my repeated admonitions (read nagging)) and has monopolised all the blankets in the house.
In other news, I passed one thousand views on If all else fails…use a hammer this week, so yay!
Good luck with Monday and have a great week.
if all else fails...use a hammer 