Smart Boy is Smart

[desperance]

Where bread and mustard come together, can sossidge be far behind...?

Barry knows this, I swear. He's not much interested in bread qua bread, and mustard holds no lure; but whenever I bring bread and mustard together, sandwich-wise, he's just there. On the instant. With his sossidge face on.

In other news - nah. There is no other news. Except that the BBC has just broadcast a programme I rather wanted to see, two sneaky hours before the Radio Times (which is the scheduling-voice of the BBC, for those who do not know this) said they would. Snarl. It was meant to fill a neat hour before I have to go up the road to my dinner (life with a bad hand is ongoingly interesting, but cooking? Not so much fun, actually. Trying to use a knife puts all the wrong pressure in all the wrong places. An invitation to dinner out is priceless). Now I dunno what to do. Incompetence makes filling time so hard...

Comments

[samarcand.livejournal.com]

Seeing as it's on ridiculously late, would you like me to record it and throw it on a DVD for you?

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Nah, it's okay, thanks. I haz a video.

[samarcand.livejournal.com]

Video? I remember those. Big black things with that tapey-stuff inside...