Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 
Brought To You By W.K.R.P.'s Flying Turkeys!

Thanksgiving in the U.S. has shown me many new and strange things. Such as: unusually happy & cheerful border guards (not that it's a bad thing, and I am rather hopeful to encounter such an uncommon thing more often than not); a woman grocery shopping for turkey in her pyjamas, housecoat and slippers; and Mel eating more voraciously than me.

I'm not sure whether to be proud or frightened by the fact that my saucy wench, notorious for grazing on food at best, packed away the equivalent of two meals in a single sitting, and still had more than enough room for dessert. I'm beginning to think she eats all this food and then stores it for the remaining winter, like a bear or a squirrel.

(That earned me a tongue being stuck in my general direction from her too. But it is admittedly better and less painful than a pillow.)

But now after 3 days off, 16 hours of round-trip driving, and 2 more days of slow recovery amidst work shifts, I have returned. I think there was supposed to be some trumpetting fanfare somewhere around here, but I might have left the procession in my other pants.

Speaking of pants, the film's resident costume designer/screenwriter/assistant director/jill-of-all-trades has informed me that she has finished my costume for the big medieval dance sequence. I have pants now. Glorious!

Today's Lesson: it's probably a good idea to make new additions to this little bit of nowhere when my brain is not on auto-pilot.


posted by Phillip at 7:33 PM