Even as I write this, the fan in the back of Damian's Linux Box is making one of those Noises That Shouldn't Be, but his computer is much better off than Mr Wankey the Zombie NT Box which isn't really doing much of anything any more. Still, it's had a long life for something built from bits ...
All of which obviously needs fixing and hey! I have a week off work, right? Ah -- no, what I'm doing with this week is preparation for Bristol Comics Convention. Complicated by the International Festival of the Sea and football match which has sucked up all spare beds in the city. Shit!
Ideal moment to waste a few hours of my life watching Troy, or Tyler Durden, Warrior Princess (the thought may dull your pain while watching it). If you decide to watch it (it's eye candy) might be an idea to bring something to listen to, you won't miss the dialogue (except possibly the endleess repetition of Cousin) and the score is laugh-out-loud awful. Eric Bana does have nice thighs, but I miss Derek Jarman.
I also watched Bad Education, Almovodar's latest. Rather a hard watch for me; it's about boarding school, growing up and (not) changing, and cut a little close to the bone for comfort. But beautiful, of course, and great performances from both the leads.
I also caught Pillow Talk on Channel Tivo and was quite shocked by how racy it was. Can anyone tell me the last few lines? It was on BBC terrestrial, so I lost the last 30s or so.
* Fortunately coincided with me finding a nice IT support guy! Score!
