Llamatron

I saw Rumours last night.

That’s a couple of hours of my life I want back.

I think there was meant to be some laughs in there but I didn’t laugh. There was probably meant to be a deeper message but frankly I was too bored and irritated to care.

But why? Why are all these people so happy to protect such a despicable human being who will happily throw any of them under the bus and who has, and will again, sell out their country to anyone who says nice stuff to him and gives him money? It’s absolutely extraordinary.

And it’s not like it’s a secret. His corruption is there out in the open for all to see. We all see it, we all know it. And yet here we are.

My mental wellbeing has taken a major hit this last day seeing how so many people would rather burn down our future than vote for a competent black woman.

I’d like something that will take a photo of a supermarket receipt and record every item. I want to be able to, for example, check the price history of my favourite breakfast cereal or a bottle of milk. I’ve got a shoebox of receipts dating back a few years and I’d love to be able to do some kind of price comparison on them but with minimal effort coz I’m lazy.

I teleported home one day, With Ron and Sid and Meg.

Ron stole Meggies heart away, And I got Sidney’s leg.

Can’t sleep and I need a distraction

The wife and I are loving SNW. Particularly in relation to Discovery. I could have done without the singing in the latest but I can still appreciate what they’re doing, I just don’t like musicals. And you’re right, the original series was often goofy as hell.