ka frickin' boom (repeat as required, ad infinitum, apparently..)

Obviously it is Saturday  night and I'm home alone, thank the lord.  Just me, the Doodle Dog and a cacophany of constant bloody explosions to keep me entertained.  Apparently I'm kinda over Fireworks Night at this point, who knew...

it used to be different when we were kids... like, sparklers! and fire of some description! And I still love fireworks, but standing in a cold muddy field to watch an organised display doesn't appeal these days, also, now the pets are kinda more of a priority.  Doodle's not well, poor sausage - what might be mange apparently, added to conjunctivitis.. not a happy itchy dog.

Really, I need to go make soup, or start knitting the Xmas Pressie Blanket of Doom for little sis, or write some more (I've been writing! It's so... novel!), or, y'know, wade through a couple hundred more pages to finish Wizard's First Rule while I'm still on a LOTS kick (I like the book so far, just thinking 700-odd pages is excessive, and the thought of that many similarly sized sequels is making me think i'm gona give it a rest before looking for the next one...)

Ack. At the moment, Strictly this year is kinda blah... I can barely remember who the contestants are, let alone care who wins (although I do have a sneaky soft spot for Laila Rouass, if only for Primeval (also, yay, reprieve!! we get the cliffhanger resolved!)) and I keep getting forced to watch XFactor. Kill me now.  Strictly  was sooo different last year that this is decidedly dull now.

although, flicking past XFactor just now, and the major, major kerfuffle over Simon Cowell making one of his contestants do a 'movies' song from an obscure 90s indie flick.(er, Gummo).. the amusement value of hearing a Harmony Korine flick being namechecked about a billion times by Louis Walsh repeatedly saying he'd never heard of it... kinda priceless.  The song itself obviously not obscure, being Roy Orbison's Crying... and I have to say, around here it's probably more likely to be remembered for the cringy version in Only Fools and Horses ("Cwying, cwying, over yooooo")

Heh. Must go do stuff at this point, fearing for my brain now I'm actually watching Simon Cowell voluntarily... eep!