I'm a Cold Weather Bunny

So I woke up this morning and for just one tiny, lovely little moment I thought I was in Montreal. Then I realised that the traffic noise was just my airconditioner and the cold was also just my airconditioner. It was gorgeous there for a moment. I was in a place where the nighttime temperature drops below 29. I was in a place with real shops. I was in a place where there is a great dearth of I Fish and I Vote and Forced to Work, Live to Fish bumper stickers.

Then I came tumbling back down to Earth. Harrumph.

When Is Too Early?

Is 9.30 too early for bed on a Friday night? I fear that I am becoming old before my time. I'm already halfway there anyway, what with my love of Midsomer Murders and all. maybe I need to go out, do some Jager shots and dance on a table to reverse the process. What say you?

More on why I hate Darwin.

So it's hot. Incredibly freaking hot. Stick your head in the freezer hot. Oh, and did I mention the heat?

Also, the headline of Tuesday's paper was Trouser Snake on a Plane with the following photo:


I think you all get the picture.