Tomorrow

There have been doubts cast on MrPloppy’s ability to fit into such a small space in that photo yesterday.  No, he’s not a hobbit (he’d be much better cast as an elf), but he does have an almost inhuman ability to draw his knees up to his chin while sleeping, especially if forced to by…

Just for Kimi and SWAAM 😉 Um, ok, now I’ve got to think of something to write about to justify the title, which given that I wrote my last entry late last night, and pretty much all I’ve done since then is sleep, could be a bit tricky. I didn’t even dream anything interesting. Oh…

In a calmer voice now… 😉 We had a very busy day on Saturday. First up was a breakfast meetup (hmm, I haven’t heard yet what the new official name for meetups is going to be – they were supposed to be voting on it at Charleston) at Trattorie, attended by me, MrPloppy, lytteltonwitch, and…

…but I’m sitting here twiddling my thumbs waiting for an important phone call, and can’t get on with any other work until I get it, and my brain is otherwise fried by the total chaos that has been work for the last couple of weeks (and which just got worse this morning – Friday really…

(Actually, at my first primary school we used to call it “tig” rather than “tag” – hmm, the great NZE vowel shift in action? (although that would be more likely to produce “teg”)) Anyway, the game as updated for the 21st century, and with its vowel duely restored, is this: Name 5 of life’s simple…