sat in a pub watching the women's tennis

hrrm.

i've had a few thoughts in mind for days now that i considered writing about here. i still might, but...not today.

however, some people will be pleased to know that it seems likely that we may very well have t-shirts made up sometime in the forseeable future. and probably by sometime in May at the very latest, as there's Acen going on (which we're allegedly involved in). more details as they're available.

if you'd like to read more about my fairly non-eventful weekend and a lot of rambling about the Formula One Grand Prix of Australia (whee, opening race of the season), click in at your whim...

weekend did what it said on the box. brought the week to an end; no more, no less. got some things accomplished; not so much with others. made pancakes and a new kind of pizza which needs a bit of tweaking, and which at one point had me so angry at it that i really was thinking about throwing it out. am glad i didn't, as it's still quite tasty---just, as i said, needs more tweaking. also rediscovered why going into any store on a Sunday afternoon/evening is a Bad, Bad, Horrid, Stupid, Imbecilic, Dangerous Idea. remembered to breathe both times.

the Grand Prix of Australia was this weekend, and this season does promise to be a fair bit more interesting than the last. which is good, because really, it couldn't get much more coma-inducing than last season, bar a few moments here and there. when you know pretty much exactly how things will shake out over the course of a season before it's even started, there's a problem.

(it also doesn't help if the omnipresent smug look on Schumi's face more often than not makes one want to smack him, particularly when he ends up on podium [and usually the top step] all season long.)

all the rule changes that Max Mosely, In His Infinite Wisdom *cough* (oh, andthoseotherguysintheFIAtoo) have come up with do promise to make things more interesting, but i don't think anyone will be able to keep them all straight. particularly as they keep changing every other second (or so it seems). some are a bit inane---the "must qualify with the fuel load you're going to race on next day" one in particular. but the series needed something, else it would've been as cut-and-dried and dead boring as last year's was, for the most part.

as for the result? i'm fairly pleased---would've been even cooler to see Kimi Raikkonen on the top of the podium, but as it was was quite nice as well. i'm fairly happy whenever Schumi doesn't win, mostly because he does it all the time. and not even a podium finish, well---that was brilliant! i hope we continue to see good things out of Sauber this year as well. and Minardi's why-bother-qualifying flouting of the new rules was quite amusing.

drive-through penalty for Kimi was STUPID. ONE-kmh over limit? O.O;;; dude.

also saw A Clockwork Orange almost entirely all the way through this weekend. on IFC, and unedited. i'd seen probably almost all of it before, only completely piecemeal, so this was a bit of a change. i was reminded, though---one of the Dell commercials featuring deposed stoner king Steven the Dell Dude used to always automatically bring a certain scene from this film to mind due to the music. well, and the look on Steven's face.

...well, it made me smirk.

oh, nearly forgot two other important things about the weekend.

one: the jasmine tea from Takashimaya's Tea Box that Fi recently sent is AMAZING. i've enjoyed various jasmine teas before, but this tops them all. the fragrance is more...pure, for lack of a better word, and i don't believe i can properly describe the taste.

two: while i didn't get around to doing that survey of everyone at work and their reactions to the Skippy Lou keychain and accompanying stickers, i did remember to take them to band practice and commenced to quiz everyone there. and amazingly, no one is as disturbed by them as you and i are (excepting Spaz).

me, i stand by my vanilla extract theory. naughty Sanrio ought to learn when to say no. XD