Ha! The wonders of modern technology. If you’re one of the lovely people who are in the habit of buying me presents, and you can’t think what to get, how about:

• Pitman - Pit Closure
• Rilo Kiley - More Adventurous
• Jolie Holland - Catalpa

All of these are nice and cheap at play.com :->. Of course, if you’re feeling particularly well-disposed towards me, there’s always seasons 2 to 6 of The West Wing on DVD too…

[Later] Oh dear. I’ve just been told to edit that last part out. Hmmm. Chinny rub. Aparently I’m a b*stard.

Just listening to the ever-green Exile in Guyville by Liz Phair and it brought back a flood of memories. A couple of them are none too pleasant: partcularly clear in my mind is the fact that “Mesmerizing” is the song that was playing when I crashed my car back in 1999. It wasn’t too serious, but it wasn’t minor either. I suppose it was just the icing on the cake of the crappy year for Mr. Wilson that was 1999. I’m having a much better time now, thanks very much for asking.

Speaking of memories, it came up in conversation last night that because I have a generally contented life right now, at least it means I won’t be drinking to excess; to forget. Thing is, I don’t need to drink to forget. I’m very good at forgetting without any outside help. I have a memory that would make a sieve look like a, um, well, a thing without holes anyway.

Um, well, Diesel Head I suppose. Man, how I love my new car. It’s purple and it’s a Diesel and it has so many toys I’m still figuring them out a full four days after picking it up. And I’m the kind of person that sits down and reads the manual cover to cover. (Think: in those online cod personality tests, I’d come out on the shoegazing side of ubergeek. I’m not, of course; merely thorough. In some things.)

Of course the car’s not new new. This is my first used car: some other sucker has paid the depreciation, and more notably the 17.5% VAT. It tells me what fuel economy I’m getting on the trip (nearly always above 40mpg) and it doesn’t let me get the key out of the ignition when I’ve left it in drive. Oh yes, it’s an automatic too. It goes bing when I get too near anything whilst parking. It goes bing bing. I love my new car.

Desdog doesn’t seem to mind his little dog-tent that keeps him from getting slobber on/scratching/chewing the more important parts of the boot. I suppose he’s figured out that being zipped up in the tent is a prerequisite to going somewhere nice, having a dump and then running around like an idiot. What more to life is there?

Ha! Just got listed at Blogwise, and Gutspilling was one of the keywords they gave this blog! I don’t know whether to laugh or cry…

I don’t know what it says about our neighbourhood, but the trick or treat kids definitely like the Maltesers more than either Milky Way or Twix. I guess Twix is more of an adult thing, but the aversion to Milky Way rocks my whole world view to its very core. But it’s the snack you can eat between meals without ruining your appetite! Do they know nothing these days?

I blame cheese strings and Dairylea dunkers. Possibly hoodies.