Mouse Wars

So, Disney has bought Star Wars and there's going to be (at least) another movie.  Now I'm a huge fan of the original trilogy.  So big a fan that I refused to buy the trilogy on dvd until there was a set with the pre special editions of the films (I think the added cgi sticks out like the proverbial sore thumb).
As for the prequels, well, they were decent enough.  Phantom Menace was a bit meh, but as they went on, they got better.  Mainly because the successive films has less of that floppy eared pain the arse Jar Jar Binks.  Now PM could have been good as well, except for the really irritating creation that was Jar Jar.  I mean, lets face it.  His reason for existing was to sell more action figures*

So, over to Disney.  Will they screw up?  I don't know.  I hope not, and I doubt they will.  I mean let's face it, how could they possibly come up with anything more cringeworthy than JJ Binks?  Just as long as they don't dumb it down to the level of a kiddie movie, they should be fine.

(*the only reason I can think of that anyone would buy a Jar Jar figure, is so they could ritualistically burn it.  Which would ironically possibly result in them becoming scarce, and hence highly collectable)

Looking forward to the weekend

I've got a karate course to go to in Largs this weekend.  Kicks off at 4.00pm on Friday, so I'll be heading down on the 12:45 train, to get there in plenty of time.  Before that however, I've got a float booked for first thing in the morning, so I should be really chilled and calm for the start of the course.  No doubt, my calm will be over within about half an hour of the course starting :-)

There's two practices on the Friday, four on the Saturday (followed by a celebration meal) and two on the Sunday morning.  It all winds up about lunchtime on Sunday, when I'll head into Largs for a curry.  I've taken the Monday off work to recover.

Really looking forward to it.

Winter? Bring it on

I've been having a look back at older posts from earlier this year, and have realised that all the walking we did were in what should have been the winter, and that they pretty much ground to a halt when the feeble excuse for a summer kicked in and brought the torrential rain with it.

So, with that in mind, I'm waiting eagerly for the clocks to go back, heralding the end of British Summer Time, so that the weather will dramatically improve with the onset of winter, and hopefully, we can get out walking again.  ( I realise this is in fact nonsense, as there's no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing).

Culture clash

It's weird.  You'd think the culture clash would have been going from here to India, and don't get me wrong, initially there was a certain amount of "we're not in Kansas anymore", but strangely, I feel more out of place now that we're back.

I usually get a dose of post-holiday blues, but this is different.  Since getting back, and apathy and lethargy had kicked in.  I don't know, I just want to be somewhere else. (So does K).

The fact that it's *just* October, and the shops are already touting Christmas doesn't help.  In fact it's depressing.  Seriously, there's Guy Fawks and Halloween to get out the way first, but no, once again we're being bombarded with "buy buy buy", and "it's only 10 weeks to Christmas you know".

Bah humbug.

There can be only one

Well, that's the kilt tried on and it's s great fit. Now all I need is a ceilidh.

Old hippies

Had a surprising discussion with a pensioner on Saturday, when he remarked that I had a "Cool Morrison t-shirt" ( I was wearing my Doors shirt).  He went on to tell me that he doesn't drink or smoke (this while holding the skinniest looking roll up I've ever seen), that he loves The Doors, and Hawkwind, and goes to small festivals all around the country.  He likes ones that only attract about 600 people, and especially likes psychedelic festivals, where, he "takes an eccy and gets into the music".

He's obviously not a believer in growing old gracefully !

Kilt ready

Got a call from the kilt shop, my kilt is ready, so I've got an appointment to go in an try it on, on Tuesday after work.

Other than that, not much to post.

Culture shock

So, I've been back from India for just over a week, and it's......weird.  I think I'd started to become
used to being in India, and I loved it.  I could easily have gone native (especially in Varkhala).  Now I'm back in Glasgow, and instead of temples and friendly people, it's grumpy Weegies, and the temples are shopping malls where the only thing worshipped is money and possessions.

I really think downsizing and not being materialistic, would be easy if I was living somewhere like India, but here you're surrounded by advertising and incentives to buy buy buy, and like the sheep we are, that's exactly what we do.

Ah well, one lottery win, and I really an out of here (providing the win is big enough to drop out)