The usual Tuesday. Improving my reading. Stovepipel

Tonight is going to be Pilates. T his afternoon, I think, is going to be picnic.

I'm dissatisfied with the quality of the book in my bag right now and have added in a copy of Tristam Shandy in the hopes that it will catch my fancy. I really do need to be pushing my brain a bit with the reading instead of sticking to an all-candy diet - it leads to boredom.

Wrote up Stovepipe, a play about a guy looking for his lost buddy in Iraq. It was a cool show - I recommend it.

Death and taxes

I get the feeling if I got hired to do QA for BT, I'd have lifetime job security. Ulcers, probably, but job security.

More cellphone bah

So I went and got, as near as I can tell, an exact duplicate of the phone I just broke (by wrecking the keyboard).

And it can't read my SIM, so I can't call anyone, because all of my phone numbers are on the SIM, rather than, say, written down anywhere.

This is mighty irritating.