A walk with luggage

Instead of taking a taxi I walked a couple of miles to get some exersise and a enjoy terrific weather.




Arrived at the hotel London Elizabeth (of which i'll have more to say later) and scheduled a meeting with our UK distributor for tomorrow 3PM, London.

So I have 16 hr. to see what I can make of things before working again (of course most of these come in the middle of the night....)

We'll see.

Supercup. Manning wins the Brits are confused.

In London there are no adverts for the superbowl.

Each timeout or whatever they cut to some young brit (YB) interviewing Ron Woodson about....well i'm not really sure about anything actually --- the YB kept grimacing when it was called it football, and especially when someone or other argued it 'was the most technical game on earth'...

So it's 3:30AM in the UK and I'll turn the tube off having watched one of the most disastrous contests in all of recorded history.

If we were a more sophisticated culture there might have been sacrifices after this game. Real ones. Heads rolling. King Kraft raising or lowering his thumb to the frenzied roar of the crowd as his team lines up in disgrace...

We're not, so i'm going to bed. I think i'll block ESPN.com from the company's computers for the next 10 months....