Meetings.

You know what the best feeling in the world is? When you’ve set yourself up with a potentially hot date. You know, the Gaydar route, your profile ever so witty, your pictures showing you at your best.

You know what’s even better than that? Meeting them several hours early, by complete accident, in the checkout que at the Supermarket, straight from work. Not exactly looking your best, and having a basket containing a loaf of Co-op own brand bread and a reduced to clear Microwaveable Christmas Puddings with a large, bright 'Only 99p!' sticker attached. That's what.

So I found out what my daemon is.

Philip Pullman style, Potter fans can of course substitute a patronus.

It's a tiger.

I did the quiz, so I guess I can't complain at the results, especially as Tiger's are (y'know) rock. Things is, I've always been sure my daemon would be a bird...

Born Sloppy - The Best Blog You'll Ever Read.

Written by The Claw of Truth, aka Skotty. brilliant Bloke, fantastic writer, truly amazing blog.

http://www.clawoftruth.blogspot.com/

Dah dah dah, dah de dah, dah de dah....

Think someone, somewhere, may have been making ever such a subtle point?

Been thinking.

I can't be alone in wondering just when we're going to get a new series of the Mark Steel Lectures. And for that matter, would a DVD release be such an extravagant request?

Bring Me the Head of Charlie Brown.

Now I like this.

Lost In Non Translation.

http://nymag.com/arts/books/features/33136/

Supposedly these are some of the best books in the world not yet translated into English. Sadly, very few of the descriptions posted make them sound particularly appealing, which seems a little counter productive to me...