Sunday, July 10, 2005

Breakfast

So I got up this morning and wandered downstairs in search of some breakfast. I made myself a bowl of muesli, but was scuppered when I found I had no milk. So I reverted to my contingency plan... toast. Sadly, I was once again foiled - this time by the lack of butter.

Dammit. Without milk I can't even make myself a nice cup of tea. I may die.

The only thing left to eat in the house is a solitary mini-tub of cookies and cream haagen-dasz ice cream. I can't have that for breakfast... can I?

Monday, July 04, 2005

War of the Worlds

The visuals were great. Tom as usual was pretty good. It was a refreshing change to have a protagonist who wasn't heroic at all - only interested in his own and his family's survival.

Speilberg manages to prove once again that he's one of the best directors in the world, setting us up for the money shot as the first tripod bursts out of the ground and starts zapping people. Pretty amazing sfx right there!

It was nice that they didn't feel the need to explain everything in painful detail. I knew everything I needed to know and inferred the rest. I realise there are people out there who need this stuff rammed down their throat, but most of the time it's unneccessary and wastes valuable screen-time.

Overall, I was a little bit disappointed though. Visuals aside, I don't think there's enough meat on it to stand up to repeated viewing. Ho hum.

Friday, July 01, 2005

Lost in Bristol

I have just returned from a most enjoyable curry night with a select number of my workmates, culminating in an impromptu session in the house of one of my uberbosses..

It is with great shame that I must report that, on the return journey from Boss' house to the car, which was parked outside the Indian, we got untterly, utterly lost, eventually stumbling upon the right road by sheer luck. What should have been a 5 minute walk, turned into a 25 minute trek trhough the posh wildlands of Redland.

The map below shows, in blue, the simple route that we should have taken. In red, you will see my best estimate for the route that we did, in fact take.



The worst part of it was, as all of us drove seperately, not one of us had anything to drink that night. We got lost, whilst sober.

I am ashamed. Mock me if you must...