The hen-fest in the next room [1] was nearly over as I flipped through the channel listings and paused on BBCA ...
Wait ... what? Alien wasp?
Ah .. Dr. Who.
[1] Which was kind of nice. For about five hours the house was filled with feminine chatter as they did hair, drank wine, did handicrafts and made merry. But I didn't have the participate, just listen. Plus I got to entertain my sorta-kinda nieces. Also there was good food and drink. Also, all of my wife's friends are easy on the eyes.
So it's a win-win-win-win.
Agatha Christie's 10-day disappearance in 1926 may have been the result of amnesia, a nervous breakdown or a giant alien wasp.
Wait ... what? Alien wasp?
Ah .. Dr. Who.
[1] Which was kind of nice. For about five hours the house was filled with feminine chatter as they did hair, drank wine, did handicrafts and made merry. But I didn't have the participate, just listen. Plus I got to entertain my sorta-kinda nieces. Also there was good food and drink. Also, all of my wife's friends are easy on the eyes.
So it's a win-win-win-win.
