Me and the cat. Happens every year as the family packs up to go a visiting as I stay home and work. First task on my bachelor week was apparently to put a paring knife in my thumb so I shelved all other tasks I had half-assigned myself for the week. The cat didn't. The cat complains. It stands ten feet from me and yowls a list of complaints and demands at me. It did it again just now. Food, water? Check, place to pee, place to sleep? Check. What exactly are you on about? You want a wrist watch or something?

• • It is always funny watching tech nerds debate the law. Answer? No one. If a dog has a ball in its mouth it does not legally possess it either.
• • A very quiet way to end combat operations. You would think there should be some sort of civic event marking the day.
• • "...there were six people and two cats at their own ceremony, one dressed up in a bow tie and the other in a lace collar." Freakish. I knew there was something freakish going on.
• • "...Coulson, Cameron's former communications chief, arrived at a police station to face questioning about alleged phone hacking..." Surely crimes were committed, even under English law.
• • Why shouldn't the Grits arise again? The Tories did. I don't care that much for binary politics for no other reason that it places ideology over policy let alone administration. As the US debt debate illustrates, dislocated desire for ideological "change" is about as stupid as stupid gets. Third, fourth and fifth parties by necessity mean that there is no toggle switch.

Too quiet around here to be running. Except for that damn cat.