I dunno - there may be something there, but I can't get it. (Captain Jack, on the other hand (Aubrey, not Harkness! What sort of a girl do you think I am!) would smoke it. I'm just not in his league.) Did Ludlum choose the name for its possibilities? Hmmm . . .
Sorry. Not paying attention there. J and I have just watched all three Bournes on three successive evenings, and we are drained - drained, I tell you. (And while J went to bed I caught up with Torchwood. Sometimes I don't know where I find the strength.)
Actually I wanted to tell you about the eventual (its been years coming. Years.) purchase of a USB turntable. I'm rather hoping that J and I can get together in the library (with the lead pipe. And Colonel Plum. STOP IT.) tomorrow night and set the little beauty up, and finally start translating our lovely lovely vinyl collection into tidy sets of noughts and ones, ready for actually listening to. I can't tell you how much (well I can, obv., but then I really really can't tell you just how bored you'd be) I've missed Jack Buchanan, The Comedian Harmonists, Al Bowlly, the Christopher Hogwood Messiah, and Simon and Garfunkel. To name but a few.
But that news, hold-the-front-page as it is, pales in comparison with an even later addition to the household. Folks, I am in love again. Truly, madly and deeply. I read an SF story once about a sculptor who worked out how to measure beauty. Objectively measure the stuff. The major measurement was weight. Didn't matter what he was sculpting, as long as it was getting lighter than its mass, it was getting more beautiful. Well, by that criterion, my new iPod Nano is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, held, sniffed (and licked. No, just kidding). The docking station arrives on Saturday.(well, it arrived today, in the one hour I was out. Now there's a surprise.) so we get to hear it. (Mind you, at this point in our relationship I don't actually care what it sounds like, as long as I can look at it. Feel it. Excuse me a moment . . .
Phew.
And the picture of my extraordinarily lovely new fruit bowl is going to have to wait until I can find my camera.
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