I might mention that two things are irritating me mightily
at the moment, though: the worthless YouTube recommendations spewing forth in
substantial quantity from the mighty and much glitch-ridden Google machine, and
the way in which young patients’ parents are represented in House. American parents can’t really be
such a dumb, arrogant, presumptuous bunch of control freaks, can they? I wouldn’t
know, of course, since I never had one.
But at least there’s a new owl shown up in the Shire. I
haven’t seen it yet, just heard its strange call. I’m hoping it’s Errol come
home to wreak mayhem.
In other news, I received a letter today from the UK Minister for
Business, Energy & Industrial Strategy. I haven’t opened it yet because I’ve
been irritated quite enough for one day. I expect I’ll take the plunge
tomorrow.
Currently self-medicating in the company of Vaughan Williams’s
Charterhouse Suite for Strings. Did you know that his second wife was around 40
years his junior? Should I comment further? Probably not.
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