Aquarionics

I have just finished watching Team America – World Police, which is the most purile film I have seen in a very long time.

Not since South Park, in fact.

It’s great.

It requires a lot of patience, and it tends to hit you over the head with it’s pretty crude political point, but it sends up action movies so very, very well.

Not that I’m likely to ever buy it, but I might rent it again some day.

Mr Aquarius has “tagged” me with one of these new-fangled “meme” things that the young folk these days seem to find such delight in, so I decided to fire up my interthingy and, peering though my huge thick glasses, attempt to write down the answers before my time is though.

Twenty eight indeed.

Four jobs I’ve had in my life:

• Special Projects Technical Developer
• Lead Architect
• Saturday Manager

• Voiceover Artist.
  

  Four Movies:

• A Dangerous Mind
• The Usual Suspects
• Se7en

• Fight Club
  

  Four TV Shows:

• The West Wing
• CSI
• Carnivale

• House
  

  Four Vacations:

• Florida
• Wales
• Les Carroz

• Scotland
  

  Four websites I visit daily:

• Bloglines
• Livejournal
• Hol.istic.net

• Google
  

  Four places I would rather be:

• Cambridge
• New York
• Florida

• Anywhere
  

  Four bloggers designated “It”:

• Cathy Who Tortures Tulips
• Dan Who Is Also Pewterfish
• Laurabelle Who Orders Books Around

• Rory Who I Don’t Have A Witty Line For

  (I will get around to the interview thing. Promise)

The morning was crisp and cold when I woke up this morning, I should remember to turn down the fridge as it means I have to leave it to thaw whilst I have the epiphany. Ephiphany was good this morning too, I wish Esel would tell me where the new supply comes from, I’m sure the delta will hit soon and I’ll have to find my own :-Z

Morning descoured and wrapped around my shoulders (Stole mornings may be out of fashion, but I’ve never been known to kick the echidna) I set off to catch the elephant downtown before the rush. Annoyingly, I was running later than I thought, and had to wade though thousands of them rustling around my transter just to get to the phonebox and from there get my ticket into town. I’ve never seen town so busy on a January before, even with the sails on it was clipping away at barely sixteen reefs. There wasn’t really any way we could bring in the reasons in time, so we just had to accept another diamond onto the plate. Twenty five this fate? I’m pretty sure we’re going to get resaled if this goes on much longer, and town will have to up ships and sale off somewhere slower, like March.

With the fire break came the yellow, and we hurried under the grand arifice of the depot bridge, watching the elephants shuffle back into their phoneboxes and the fiddly little umbrellas of the rainproof-violins before it cleared out and we could get back in to knotting the sales down and keeping the bats from flying loose off the town centres, all too late for one poor shop which, embattled with a massive understock simply couldn’t cope, and flew off the edge. Fortunately we managed to get it tethered before it did any real damage, but I think the time has come to go shrinking for a new wicker basket to call office.

Okay, I didn’t actually mean to stump people that badly.

So here’s another clue.

I really should learn, shouldn’t I, about letting people guess my age after The Jono Incident.