Month: November 2002

OK, I know it’s been done before, but here is my weekend in links:
After arriving at Victoria and tubing to South Kensington, I got to the Natural History Museum and had a look at this exhibition of photographs. I then met up with my cousin Gemma, and went into the museum itself where we wandered around some of the galleries and listened to a really interesting lecture about dead whales, including the opportunity to discuss whale parasites and look at a jar of whale eyeballs. You had to be there, I guess.
After taking a coffee and crêpe, Gem and I parted. I wandered off to Piccadilly to amble around here where I purchased just one CD, then across the road to here where, somehow, I resisted temptation.
Shortly, I headed to this pub to meet with these four lovely people for drinks and silliness. Pity that more didn’t show, but I guess they have other things to do on a Saturday night.
At the end of the evening, I headed with Marcia and Nick to their place for late night coffee and chat and a good night’s sleep. In the morning we treated ourselves to a very unhealthy but tasty brekkie at a nearby greasy spoon before I headed back to the tube for the journey home.
Top weekend – great people, great beer and great eyeballs.

It seems that there is hope for me yet.

I shouldn’t laugh, but natural justice strikes again. Pointed out to me by Marcia.

Really tired but very relaxed after spending time with my cousin Gemma yesterday afternoon, followed by beers with Nick, Marcia, Mo and Katie. Hospitality from Marcia and Nick followed by greasy-spoon brekkie this morning rounded off a fine weekend. More details when I have more energy.

hmmmm… a hangover. Now there’s a shocker.
Off to The Smoke today, so expect a paucity of updates.

Well, so much for being outrageous. Drinks tonight with Guy, Bren, Greg, Arron, Paul F, Nikki and several other favourites in W2 and the Nags.
Am pissed. Need hug.

I’m currently torn between a total bah-humbug mood and the desire to go out, get completely trolleyed and do something outrageous and possibly regrettable. The trouble is, when I get in a mood like that, I can be quite destructive and fairly unpleasant to be around. So friends should be warned to either steer clear of me or give me a swift kick up the arse.
Of course, my mood will almost certainly have completely changed by the end of the day.

Is it me, my PC or something else? It just seems that the web is being very clunky this morning.

Always wanted to be Wile E Coyote in a Dungeons and Dragons game? Well, now you can with Looney Tunes D&D.

Much fuss in the media this morning about last night’s public post mortem, the first to be held in this country for 170 years.
I don’t really have an opinion on it, but I do wonder if the fuss is being driven not so much by the autopsy itself as by the fact that Professor Gunther von Hagens is such a showman – and possibly even your archetypal mad German scientist, a character type that has attracted the public interest right back to the time of Bela Lugosi, and Boris Karloff in the 1920s and 30s. Not forgetting Peter Lorre:

I also suspect that Prof von Hagens uses the same milliner as Herr Flick: