Sunday November 6th 2011 Tim Candler
Glorious Monday, tomorrow.
Mostly sunny with a high of sixty seven forecast, and some of us can
pretend it is Saturday, which makes tonight Friday night. And this
means I can stay up late and moan about the quality of television
It's moments like this a person wishes he lived by a
main road. Somewhere that has a bedroom situated perfectly for
commuter head lights to glance against the curtains. Lie there through
the seven o'clock hour feeling fortunate. Perverse, I guess.