I am looking at the world with a dreadful clarity. It is the horrendous unaltered vision of the thoroughly sober. I've been off the pop since the start of the year and will continue to stay dry until the end of April (give or take a week). this is all done in the hope of shedding a few pounds before the wedding in June.
So far it is working. The beer belly is shrinking and we are only halfway through the challenge.
Fuck me...another two months of this?!
Ah well.
Got myself a PS Vita this month. It is the new version of the Sony PSP and it is really rather wonderful. There has been a lot of online debate about the relevance of the machine in light of the fact that smartphones provide ample collections of games. The argument is that gamers are used to playing short bite-size puzzle games that cost 69p. Who is going to pay £40 for a handheld game? To me this argument misses the crucial point - playing games on your phone is shit. Angry Birds can fuck right off and any game that tries to recreate a joypad on a touch screen simply sucks the joy from playing.
The Vita feels amazing, it looks amazing and it plays amazing. 'Nuff said.
Almost finished the final draft of the first episode of Scoundrels. I should get that done this weekend.We will then be in a position to send it off and see what response we get. That'll be interesting.
That's all for now.
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Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Autumn Falling
It was hot in New York. Really hot. Hide in the shade, drink loads of water hot. Suffice to say then, that it was a surprise to return to London to find that autumn is truly underway!
I was sitting in my lounge last night and realised that it was dark at 8pm. Proper dark. And the breeze coming through the open window carried a real chill. The first fall of leaves had happened in our absence and there were reds and golds and browns fluttering round the pavements.
I will miss summer. I don't have the complexion for the sun, but I certainly like the heat. This has developed in me as I have grown older, but the turning of the season means my favourite type of day will be with us soon.
As Autumn moves towards winter and the days shorten, we will have days (normally in late October/early November) where the sky is clear and blue and the air is very cold. These crisp, clear days with their clouds of breath and sore-red ears are the days that let me know I am alive. I love those days.
There are other benefits to the turning of the seasons. For all the beer garden fun we lose, we now have pints in cosy pubs by the fire. I defy anyone to not find joy in that. And there is something wonderful in eating out in London as the winter world passes by the window.
Yeah, I'm sad Summer is ending, but I will look forward to a wonderful London winter.
I was sitting in my lounge last night and realised that it was dark at 8pm. Proper dark. And the breeze coming through the open window carried a real chill. The first fall of leaves had happened in our absence and there were reds and golds and browns fluttering round the pavements.
I will miss summer. I don't have the complexion for the sun, but I certainly like the heat. This has developed in me as I have grown older, but the turning of the season means my favourite type of day will be with us soon.
As Autumn moves towards winter and the days shorten, we will have days (normally in late October/early November) where the sky is clear and blue and the air is very cold. These crisp, clear days with their clouds of breath and sore-red ears are the days that let me know I am alive. I love those days.
There are other benefits to the turning of the seasons. For all the beer garden fun we lose, we now have pints in cosy pubs by the fire. I defy anyone to not find joy in that. And there is something wonderful in eating out in London as the winter world passes by the window.
Yeah, I'm sad Summer is ending, but I will look forward to a wonderful London winter.
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