Look, Ma, no hands!

Wow! Check out the little Flickr slideshow thingie over there in the right-hand column. Now I don’t even have to choose photos and think of things to write about them. Instead, I guess I can just write. Maybe that will be easier. Also new in the right-hand column is a list of Blogs. It’s not like the list of Blogs I had before, which was just a plain old list of links, but now contains the titles of recent posts. Neat-o!

So now I guess I can just blab about stuff that’s going on over here. Like we went to Jane’s for Sunday roast last week. Um... It’s really hot in London right now (poor Olive is slinking around the house looking for breezes to flop in)... Last night we went to see The Dark Knight, which was beautiful and fun and Heath Ledger’s performance was fantastic. We’re not going to Lisbon this week/end. And stuff like that.

We’ll see how this goes. I’m also in the process of setting up another Blog. It will either be called “spatialist” or “social designer” and it’s going to be for writing about urban-type stuff. So stay tuned. I might even get the first installment, about London’s council estate maps, written today!

Stay tuned...

About Bloody Time

We finally had our official "welcome to London" event today. We were supposed to picnic in Kensignton Gardens, but it was raining so we wound up at a pub in Notting Hill Gate called The Champion. In attendance were: Kevin (a friend of Tim Schreck from SF); Philip, Peter and their pal Luke (Kath & Philip became friends when they both worked at Wunderman); Tim Warmath (Tim & Ned - who was in bed - are friends of Max from SF, and also friends of Kevin somehow); Rachel, Suzette's sister; and Kath (Craig is in SF). We had bloodies. We had nibbles. We had beer. We had Sunday Roast. Then we walked through Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park (the weather had cleared) to The Blue Bar, where we were joined by Eric and David (Steven & I met Eric in Istanbul) for cocktails and more nibbles. After that, Kath accompanied Steven and me to Automat for dinner. Here is the only evidence of the day's proceedings:
Espresso Martinis, etc.