Kevin likes to stand in the road

Out looking at manholes again yesterday. The old adage -- 'once you've looked down one manhole, you've looked down them all' -- is true. Bored and freezing cold; it isn't a great day.

Saturday night is good. Shameful and I meet up with one of the girls from work and her gym buddies. Aside from a couple of incidents involving coats --
(Firstly: I rudely object to having my coat thrown on the floor, by a complete stranger,
(Secondly: I slightly lose my temper when I can't find my ticket for the cloak room, ever-so-slightly scaring the woman behind the counter. Shameful begins to talk about Red Kev going out and scaring women. I tell him to shut up.)
-- it is a pretty good night. Lots of money is spent (December is shaping up to be expensive, but then it always is), lots of beer is drunk, and I don't offend anyone I care about.

Kevin likes to be in the light

Tried coming up with an idea for December's Light Challenge at the zoo. As has been the case in recent months, I failed to come up with anything that I could reasonably turn into a story by the end of the month. I have an idea, but it's missing something. Whether it'll get written now remains to be seen.

Meanwhile, the plan is to soldier on with Home.

Later . . .