While it's not my usual form to post on weekends, I'll be busy in a bullshit, bullshit conference for the next couple of days that will only be redeemed by any L'Occitan samples I manage to gouge out of my room at the Four Seasons. And so I'm posting now, in part to publicize that the F-word and I got a provisional offer at the residential school in the south of Belgium I think I mentioned awhile ago. We're now pretty aware of leaving soonish. Varying between excitement, dread of the moving process, and in my case some frustration I'm going to a school instead of straight to a real (that is, high paying and something to do with my degrees and not with television or advertising) job.
Coming to terms with everything over the next five weeks or so will no doubt provide some fuel for a very, very boring blogging fire. But today I don't feel like getting into it all, so on to some things that are completely different.
1. For some reason, this story about Omar Sharif seems awfully funny to me. I don't know why . . . it's just so absurd. I guess there's something that is really stupid about someone who wouldn't take a $25 tip for being a shitty valet - so far so good - but then why punch him, or call him "Mexican" (which the way this story is reported is coming across as some awful ethnic slur)? Silly Omar! He just saved you 20 euros! I have to say I have a red hot pash for Omar Sharif - his eyes remind me of Figaro's and he looks good in a moustache, which is so rare. He was hideously miscast in Lawrence of Arabia because he was so much nicer to look at than Peter O'Toole.
2. We've been having a lovely weekend and one of the lovely things about it was a Caribbean hot sauce Luke Duke introduced me to a couple of weeks ago called Mado's - the House of Spice in Kensington sells it for six bucks. It's fucking delicious. I can't describe it otherwise - it's really really hot and it tastes really really good. And the main ingredient in it is paw paw, which I'd never heard of before but which, according to Wikipedia, is otherwise known as a Michigan Banana. Sometimes I'm disgusted by thinking about the sheer volume of edible things I haven't tried to eat or don't even know about. Like abalone. I've never even seen an abalone in the flesh, and I bet they're fucking delicious.