Here’s me with the big cardboard Wall E at our local CineWorld, generally looking like a bit of a dork.  I have come to embrace them after they drove the cinema I worked at out of business.  It’s because of reasons such as this.

Saw Iron Man this weekend and was very, very impressed.  It seems to have smothered to death the curse of super hero films where you feel you’re sitting through a lot of ‘origin story’ crap waiting for the comic book character to appear, and before they become super heroes, the characters tend to be whiny, annoying little sods whom you wish would stop talking.  Tony Stark, however, is cool.  He is, in fact, bad arse.  This makes him outside of the clever suit very watchable (Robert Downey Jr - you rock) and then he is epically cool inside the suit.  Much love.

I wore my current favourite t-shirt too, which brought me additional joy and warm fuzzies.

Short story conference this Saturday.  I’m paying Simon in Relentless, chocolate éclairs,  a Little Chef friend breakfast, petrol money, parking money and a giant pizza to take me there and back.  I may or may not be drunk when I finally get up to the podium for my bit.  Fear has turned into nausea, now.  Shall post how it went if something doesn’t make the news by vomiting on someone important…

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