February 4th, 2006


Playing catch up

So another dull week passes. At the moment I feel in limbo in so many ways and overenthusiasm is the least of my problems.

There have certainly been highlights - I got a perverse pleasure in watching some jaws hit the ground, I got to do a talk for a new audience which is normally fun and I have some arguments at work to look forward to next week. However, apart from that I'm waiting on a couple of jobs - I've reached the conclusion that I probably won't be where I am (work-wise) for very much longer - so my emotional commitment is running low.

Maybe it's because this is another Birmingham holiday between skiing, maybe it's because I'm having another midlife crisis.

Maybe it's because I've not had breakfast yet because someone has sprayed porridge over the inside of the microwave.



Just got back from seeing Munich at the cinema. It wasn't helped by the fact I'd cycled there rather in a rush and as a result spent much of the first act tasting my own bile and coughing - but enough of my problems. I was mainly in a rush as I couldn't find where I'd left my cycling shirts. Then I discovered I'd tidied them away... most unexpected.

I was expecting Schindler's Lift, but actually thought it was rather dreary, trying too hard to be worthy (another Oscar Stephen?) and really failed to set me on fire despite an excellent cast.

Yes, we know home is important, yes we know the Middle East is a bit fcuked up and yes we know many Israelis are paranoid - but enough already!

Mind you, the Dutch assassin was cute...

Stuff to do...

EDIT: I blame Mel Brooks, but there's something inherently amusing about watching Israeli commandoes attack dressed in drag.