I have also found it hard to drop back into my usual routine. I think it may be residual jet lag, but there is also a sense that everything has become temporary. I was sitting at my desk today, looking at the picture of my wife and me with WWE legend Mick Foley and thinking: "I should take that home today."
Snow white and the seven gnomes.
Out of context, this sentence makes the story sound far more interesting than it actually is: "Downey said she started keeping a journal of everything she put in her mouth, and she said that alone revealed a lot."
Olympic Morris dancing. Make your own jokes. And if fellas waving handkerchiefs is incorporated into the 2012 Olympic Opening Ceremony, Welsh sure as hell better play a role. I have visions of a massive group of Welshies just sort of yammering away -- not really singing, because I can't sing -- and my weaseling my way into being a part of it.