i've just burnt my thumb.
after setting fire to my toast.
which was to be my tea.
and that was the last bread in the house
so am hungry too.
not that that's got anything to do with my blog.
just that it's a ruddy pain to type.
blog begins:
i caught a report on the on the radio this morning about the Doomsday Clock, and the bunch of people who meet every so often and decide the level of risk the world is facing on the nought to total oblivion scale: measured and recorded in the number of minutes to midnight.
okay.
seven minutes to midnight is the closest we've come thus far, both in 1949 and 2002 (in response to September 11th 2001 - er, slowish response that....)
and then remembering....
that fantastic song Seven Minutes to Midnight by scouse-band Wha!
and i was lucky enough to see them live in a dive in Liverpool....
...[muffled sound] years ago.
never mind armageddon - (er, well i do mind, as it happens) - put the music on!
it helps.
a little.
01/06/06 @ 00:11