There's a Great Line In Dinnerladies....

...where Anita says, "Bren, did you hear? Michael Bolton's growing his hair out again. I'm really excited!"

And with my news, most of you will probably echo Bren's reply. "I don't want to know!"

sweettale4u sent me a Twitter from Matthew Lewis, who verfied that he will be on the new season of Ripper Street coming soon.

A new season of Ripper Street???

And Matthew Lewis will be in it???

Well, that's about as much excitement as I'm prepared to take today without my head exploding. Why yes, I do lead a very small life.

I spend the evening over at Mum's, and watching but an hour of television reminds me why I don't have cable or even a half-way decent digital antenna. The political bullshit is already hot and heavy on every channel, every five minutes. I hate an election year. No one's mind is changed by anything, no one wants to admit their candidate is a raving looney, no one wants to admit that their party's hopefuls look and sound like a reality tv show gone very wrong. It's depressing to realise that one of these people may well  become our president. I no longer have faith in the American public to choose wisely. I no longer have faith that they will not be blinded by all the Godspeak and dogma. I much prefer the dystopian societies I've created in writing - at least I can control them.

Ah well, enough political navel-gazing for today. It just makes my head hurt, and yes, I'm grateful we only use our telly for DVDs, Netflix and porn.

Today is writing and researching. I am off to read on the Siege of Khartoum.

Today and tomorrow I plan to write something. I'm not sure what it will be, but It has to be more than 500 words.

Enough babbling, I think. I'm away for doughnuts and coffee.