Eh, it's near enough for our American audience.

I'm not sure, as the monitor wasn't easily readable. Especially not during.

Eh, anyone in that situation would've done the same.

Stevie Wonder, Innervisions.

At least Heather is a short instrumental. (She's actually from my home town.)

Theresa May and her associates? Fuck them.

Nutshell by Ian McEwan. The one narrated by a foetus, whose parents are embroiled in a modern day version of the Gertrude-Claudius backstory from Hamlet. It's pleasant enough; what the point of it is I have yet to discern.

Had to get my blood pressure checked last week, wearing a wrist monitor for 24 hours, but all seems to be well. And I jerked it while wearing it.

Dire Straits - Romeo and Juliet
Paul McCartney - Driving Rain
Jesus Jones - The Real World
Sex Pistols - I Wanna Be Me
The Yardbirds - Think About It

They played in my town in the UK last night, or whatever remnant of them there is now.

It'll succubus all right.

It's also good that her surname is almost - but tantalisingly not quite - an anagram of her forename.

'The years are too short, the days are too long.'

Yeah, very nice storytelling. I also wonder if, structurally, he'd been influenced by Cloud Atlas.

Just finished a pleasant reread of The Wind Through The Keyhole by Stephen King. The Dark Tower is far from my favourite thing he's done, but this is a decent addition.

And also a rugged individualist.

It's just me. And the other one.

I reject you.

Have an upvote, GP, for old times' sake.

I don't hate them, but I agree they drag Abbey Road down a couple of notches.