FOUR What We Are About To Receive...

Holy crap... some household reorganisation ACTUALLY GOT DONE. One of those weekend-eating tasks - weekend-eating in that the whole weekend is shaped around providing time for the job, which then never gets done (not MY fault) - is "in the bag", and whilst there is still stuff to sort through, it's not longer constantly on show. I just hope that doesn't mean it gets left and ignored (probably my fault if it happens).

Other than that, a rather uninspiring day - the last Grand Prix of the season failed to engage my attention, although it was nice to see Mark Webber get a win, even if it was only 'cause Vettel had an iffy gearbox. That closes out the last season I fear we lowly terrestrial viewers get to see live - next year, satellite TV gets to show half the races. Grrrr...

Now, let's see if I can get some writing done as the football (Patriots-Eagles) plays on the radio. Good news this week - the Redskins haven't lost this time round... yet.