Redesign hellRather than go into great depth about how stop/start the process currently is, I’ll pass you over to vodkabird who describes it perfectly (except I use Homesite not DreamWeaver but you get the point I’m sure). Small step forward last night, think I have the navigation sorted. And this used to be so easy, christ I’ve been featured in a magazine for my design! Grrr… (and no I can’t find a reference to it…)

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SnowHaving just made it in to work, I’m now worried that I might not make it back home again. Especially after some of the tales from down south last week.

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That was it?Alas, the weekend is over. Huge plans which all fell through. Well some plans that fell through. Was one of those days today when you look outside at the blizzard and think “Ya know, I don’t think I want to go out anymore…”, so we didn’t. Read books, magazines, watched TV, and generally lounged about. Obviously the news over the weekend has dominated, but did anyone else notice how insincere President Bush seemed? Awful. And while I remember… why SHOULD God bless America? (I’ll leave the country versus continent argument alone). Well back to work tomorrow – unless the trains are off… dammit how do you do that snow dance again?

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Chicago

Chicago Was mildly sceptical of this, having seen Moulin Rouge and not being that impressed (it was good but not that good). Quite simply this film hits the mark. So much so I’ve ordered the soundtrack. It is a real hark back to the days of the MGM Musicals, and about time to. Simple enough storyline (girl meets boy, girl cheats on boy with lover, girl shoots lover, girl goes to jail for murder) but some excellently choreographed numbers and top drawer performances by almost every member of the cast lift this movie. Renee Zellwegger was sultry and pouty as Roxie Hart, Catherine Zeta Jones was the epitomy of ‘sassy’, Richard Gere played the self-serving lawyer card perfectly (as he …

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MelancholyGladsome Humour and Blue – title of a Martin Stephenson album. I think I finally understand what it means. That suspend state we all fall into at one time or another, where nothing is important and everything matters. You retreat just far enough for safety and take solace in the quiet things.

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