Never Alone

Again... enough from me for the week. I hand the Ranting Stick to Jack Marx... in honour of his inventive way with invective:

"As for Lindsay Lohan, if you could get famous for sucking lint out of the backsides of commuters she’d be on her knees at the bus stop five days a week."

Pants off Hats off to you sir!!

You Think You Have Problems?

I try to look away... but even on the Sydney Morning Herald website, the trashy, the tragic & the just plain turgid leaps out & says Click on me! Look at me!!... clean that vomit off your monitor!!..."

And so ~ home after an eventful week at work that isn't over yet. All I can say now is: Watching playback of security cameras is mind-numbingly dull. No wonder they gloss over this kind of drudgery in detective novels... Conclusions drawn so far don't include the identity of the thief, but do indicate that I can remain Zen-style still for long periods of time & I may be developing a bald patch... but it changes location through the day.