Month: March 2002

Due to unfortunate administrative cock-ups involving the group I was supposed to speak to last night, I didn’t actually get home until gone 11pm, by which time I was totally exhausted. Thankfully, I’d had time before leaving to grab a fish and chip supper, so didn’t eat at ungodly o’clock.
However, I still had strange dreams. Not sure what they were about, but I woke up with that confused, slightly bizarre sensation that usually follows strange dreams.
Actually, I have that sensation most mornings.

Anyway, how are you? My regular comment-writers all seem to have been a bit quiet lately. Something I said?

From the Bella-has-too-much-time-on-her-hands department: Portamoo.

Ok. ‘Fess up – who’s having a laugh?

Today is going to be another long day – I’ve got lots of chores and errands to work through, and then I have to go to a village near Brighton this evening to give a lecture. Which means I won’t be home much before 10.30, and will be eating junk food at some ridiculous hour.
I ate pizza at some late hour last night, and consequently had some very very strange dreams involving my bathroom being converted into a pub (which is interesting as my flat was converted from a pub), then walking through verdant yet bleak mountains and watching snowploughs at work.
Interpretations anyone?

Meg has pointed me in the direction of MEMRI – The Middle East Media and Research Institute, “an independent, non-profit organization providing translations of the Arabic and Farsi media and original analysis and research on developments in the Middle East”. Excellent for culture, news and opinion addicts like me.

Today has that long day feeling already.

Mothers’ Day today, and so I shall be hosting a dinner tonight for the parents at Chez Graybo. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to tidy up before they get here.

Now here is something useful for the linguists amongst my readership (I know you’re out there). Obviously a top quality site because it includes a link to Grayblog.
Actually, this site is more useful because it raises the issue of minority, dying and dead languages – a whole cultural and human rights issue that it would do us all well to ponder for at least a moment or two.
Of course, as someone recently pointed out, I have little room to talk on this subject:

Somebody has found this page by looking for a Boards of Canada conspiracy theory. Anyone got anything on that one?

Beer tonight with the splendid Ian, the gorgeous Sasha (I’m not paid to say this stuff) as well as these fantastic people: Julie, Caroline, Paul F, Malcolm, Kearn, Arron, Dave, Helen N, Alison, Justin and many many more.