It's Saturday night. The neighbours are having a party. And I'm watching The Empire Strikes Back. Yippie- ah nevermind.

Quite a quiet day I should say.

But I did get a painting in the mail. That's not something that happens every day.

pining for the fjords
A pineapple! The fruit of life. Or is it a vegetable? Anyway, the food and juices of the gods. Big big big thank you to Traci who is the bestest ever. Officially the only one who's ever sent me a painting. She rocks.

Flattery will get me everywhere. The picture kinda sucks, but the painting kinda rocks.

It's saturday night. Why aren't you at a party? And do you know where your kids are? And can you pass the mustard? Thanks. I'm going to bed. With the mustard. Bye bye.

nw: the empire strikes back (special edition)