To the owner of the black VW, registration RE09 OUN (or it might've been UON) I had the misfortune to be sharing the road with this morning:
You, sir, are a pretzel, a pilchard, a prize nozzlehead, and lots of other words I wouldn't use in polite company. You're going to have an accident one day if you keep on driving recklessly like that, because honestly, overtaking like that on single lane, sometimes blind bends, fairly regular stream of oncoming traffic? Sheesh. What's the point of me taking lessons to learn about how to drive properly with folks like you around ignoring all the rules?
To anyone else driving in the Essex/Hertfordshire area: watch out for him, and keep your distance...
So, for the fourth time since putting it on the market (and the third time since last October) someone's put in an offer for Sarah's house.
We're kind of hoping that this one doesn't pull out at the last minute or (apparently) disappear off the face of the planet amidst vague whispers of not being able to get a mortgage for some unclear reasons.
If it can all be sorted out within a month or so, thus meaning we don't have to bother temporarily moving in with Sarah's mum, that also would be really incredibly useful.
I know, I'm so unreasonable. Next I'll be wanting blood. Or something.
Oh, and if anyone can identify the song title and artist referenced in the subject line? Points, or something. (Well, the song title is actually in the subject line. But points for the person who sang it.)
So. Monday night, Sarah and I sat down and watched Chuck versus the Ring. Mainly so she could (hopefully) understand my utter utter infatuation with Slow Club's Christmas TV. Well, my utter utter infatuation with Chuck too, I guess, but she's watched three episodes now and doesn't get that, so I might well just relax on that one.
Pretty obviously, she recognised Bruce Boxleitner. However, unlike me, who recognises him primarily from Babylon 5, Sarah recognised him from...a certain 1982 movie about computers.
Which, um, brings me to the main subject of this post.
New trailer. For Tron Legacy. Erm. Rather awesome. IMO.
Is it can be December 17th nao plz? (Hey, it comes out the day before my birthday? Well, I know what one of my presents is going to be...at the IMAX please, whoever's feeling generous...)
For some reason I've been thinking recently about a film I saw about 24 years ago, and was wondering if anyone can help identifying it, although there's not a great deal to go on. It was set in Egypt; the main characters were, I think, archaeologists; it may have involved some kind of time travel back to the times of the Pharaohs. And the bit I vividly remember was that at the end, they were stuck inside a pyramid as it started filling with sand. Any guesses? If it helps any, I remember watching it on TV back in 1985, sort of just after the end of season 22 of Doctor Who (around March/April, possibly May at a pinch), so it probably dated back to 1982 at the latest.
(The really odd thing is that since I was very young I had a very clear idea of the notion that what we see on TV - in drama and films etc., at least - is fiction, written by writers and played by actors and with special effects and stunts and stuff; a deep and abiding
obsession with interest in Doctor Who does that to you. And yet my main memory of the film was thinking, "they're not really going to kill them all by burying them in sand, are they?" I mean, I was 15, for goodness sake! Go figure! I guess it's the impending honeymoon that's got me thinking about it again.)
Please, someone, put me out of my misery!