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(Dulles International, Washington DC, 13 Feb, about 6.30 am) Such was the view when I arrived at Dulles (nothing French sounding here, it’s pronounced Dull-us) yesterday morning. There was little evidence of the snowstorm that I had been worrying about. I even had a smoke outside without a winter coat (checked through) and was amazed [...]

George is not Yeastfree, and he’s not even George, but Gyro (??) Gearloose, and he exists on the WorldWideWeb, and he exists in other languages: (Danish: Georg Gearløs) Norwegian: Petter Smart Swedish: Uppfinnar-Jocke Finnish: Pelle Peloton English: Gyro Gearloose German: Daniel Düsentrieb French: Géo Trouvetou Italian: Archimede Pitagorico / Giro Rotalibera Portuguese: Professor Pardal Thank [...]

Just finished Rome. Like all the best things, it is brilliant and sad. So very sad. The end of the empire. The end of the comfort of my cursed television (what shall I do tomorrow?). I think I’ll go cry myself to sleep now. And to tune out from this evening in the Mother City, [...]

Sitting in the wine shop this morning I am reminded of a man who came in last night. He’s a regular in the shop, a burly man with gentle eyes who we call Dr.so-and-so because that’s his name. I always see him on my Monday shift, and he always buys one bottle from the fridge, [...]

even I would go to. Prince, last night at the Superbowl. Catch it on Youtube. Damn, that man makes me tingle. Other good diversions: HBO’s Rome. Borrowed the first season from a friend, and embarked on it at 2.30 this morning instead of wallowing in insomnia. Well, I didn’t notice the sun rising, but suddenly [...]