"We're going to stay the course. No, wait... we're off! See ya." I think that's America's current position on Iraq, anyway. No more sticking with it. Twelve more months, and byebye. "Kill yourselves, have a civil war, whatever you like, just leave us out of it okay? We're going for a pint." They'll definitely need a little bit of a break, if they ever want to go steaming into North Korea. But at least if they want to go to war with the Koreans on the pretext of finding some weapons of mass destruction, they stand a much higher chance of being successful this time! As well as a much higher chance of being blown to crap, of course.
I'm off to Pica Pica tonight, hopefully. It's a tapas restaurant and cocktail bar that does some wonderful food and even more wonderful drinks. It could be that by the time you've had a couple of their wonderful drinks, you're in no fit state to judge their food properly, but never mind. It's all very trendy, with music volumes verging on the "What did you say? WHAT?!" level. Why do they do that in resturants? Is it a cunning ploy to get us to eat in silence, and therefore free up the table sooner?
And finally, if you're bored, give this game a try: Attack of the Funky Disco Zombies! With a name like that, how could you not love it?
