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I’ve been having a bit of a lie-in and shall prob’ly blog later about last night’s activities. In the meantime have a video of some cats …

I’ve been at the online scrabble a fair bit of late. It’s a good way to pass the time during bouts of insomnia. Probably the most important factors are:
a) it’s never more than 2 players, meaning there’s a greater chance of you getting decent tiles at some point and
b) each player has a time limit (I go for between 10 and 15 minutes per side, depending how alert I’m feeling) so there’s no interminable waits and
c) I like the optional chat feature where you can discuss the weather in Cheltenham, or Istambul and so forth
d) Using the “SOWPODS” dictionary means you’re playing against other denizens of the UK or ex-pats so you can be certain your conversation won’t be misinterpreted by someone in Alabama, and they won’t question words like ‘chuffed’.

I wish there was an online Spanish version too, but for now there’s only English, French, Romanian, Italian, or Dutch. It’s almost as if people in Spanish-speaking countries have better, more interesting, more fulfilling lives…Surely not?

Anyroad, my favourite number’s always been 23 and now I know why:

Pholph’s Scrabble Generator My Scrabble Score is: 23. What is your score? Get it here.

I can exclusively reveal that Absinth tastes a lot like Pernon/Ricard/Pastis and is better with the whole sugar/ spoon/ pyromania rigmarole (sp?). Thoroughly recommend it. Delusions, hallucinations, madness and epilepsy failed to manifest themselves in our controlled experiment last night. Mind you, we left a little early…

Click HERE for a large Picassa ‘photo pile’ of some snaps from the shindig.

…long commute. Definitely taking the bus tomorrow.

Atticus made it through the day without problems (pending reports from neighbours), so to celebrate we´re off for a walk.

Meanwhile, does your computer screen need cleaning? *Edit* that link’s not working any more. Try this one for a variation on the theme.

Sita was looking over her ballot forms last night and realised she had a ‘postal vote’. We tried ringing the council to find out what to do but it was closed. Turns out that everyone in Oregon gets a postal vote, so you can fill out the thing in the comfort of your own home, seal the envelope and drop it in a specially provided box down town. You don’t even have to wait till election day. Seems like a very good way of doing things to me.

I have to wonder if anyone got confused with the Ballet Center half a block away. I was about to head off there when I realised it was ‘et’ not ‘ot’.

Obviously, I hope to any deity listening that McCain-Palin are roundly sent packing and that the Califas Gay Marriage laws aren’t repealed. Shall be watching the Daily Show coverage and CNN this evening with DrSita, DrSudarat and DrMichelle. Here’s a post from 4 years ago. Jesse, as far as I know, is still a Massachusetts resident.

The house is looking like a home. Albeit a huge home. Stuart enquired as to why we{d need 3 bathrooms, and he may have a point. Basically, for a hundred bucks extra per month you can have a much bigger house than you´d get with an apartment and we´re in a grand area and you can walk to everywhere and there´s public transport and a roof terrace thing and and and. No can´t really justify the 3 bathrooms. Technically they´re 2.5 anyway.
Maybe Internet by Friday hopefully…
I can{t upload to flickr from this interweb cafe place, so once the FTP thingy{s finished, there{ll be some photos of our recent adventures here. And finding all the slashes and brackets for that hyperlink was nowt too easy… Anyroad, skype us soon. All the best, gwyn