It's the Wild Wild West.

The Cliffs of Moher and the Burren.
Purty.

Igot bored and drew a Santa. Not a lot on TV at 2am.

Bah humbug.

Missed the staff Christmas knees up due to a cold.

Angry, am I.

I passed the Chinese Take Away on my way home. The Chinese famous for dishing out food poisoning as a non optional side dish. There is a jar on the counter saying "Tips".

Enough said.

Last night at the video store there were two boys aged about 12 and 14 looking at dvd's. One picked up some martial art movie and asked his friend if he would like to watch it. The young lad, looked at the dvd, turned it over and announced that under no cirumstance were they going to rent it if he had to read anything. I tutted at the youth of today and their inability to accept a little change in their movie viewing until I reflected back on my time in Korea. Whenever suggestions were made regarding the renting of Korea, Chinese or Japanese movies, I would whine and moan because I would have to waste my eyesight on subtitles.

I have the mentality of a child.

Depsite being rather sceptical about a Blonde Bond, Wednesday night at the movies put paid to such thoughts. I loved Casino Royale. It has the usual gadgets, ( the worlds tiniest defibrillator), action scenes, chase scenes, ridiculous victories on Bond's part and the essential Bond girls. But, unlike previous renditions of the franchise, this 007 had a human dimension to him. He cried, he nearly died, he sweated, he bled and made countless mistakes. He wasn't robotic in his methods, preferring to show a vulnerable side while still giving an heroic aspect to the character.

The fact that Daniel Craig is as hot as a pancake and built like a brick outhouse does sway my opinion ever so slightly.