One out and out political and serious journal entry and there I go - unable to follow it with anything that seems appropriate. You’re right, of course. I’ve been dithering about what to write next.
On the Hutton front, it did occur to me that if I were the noble and fair Lord, and I had had my arm twisted to get the government off the hook, the only way I could fight back would be to make them appear so completely blameless that people had to be suspicious. Of course, he could never admit this, but I saw his downbeat demeanor and hunched shoulders, not looking at the camera. Everything I know about body language says that here is a man who is not at ease with himself. There may have been other reasons for this, but we must all draw our own conclusions. Or not.
On other, far more boring fronts, my life has, once more, entered that stage of confusion where all the various jobs I am responsible for are vying for my attention. I have to delicately juggle them and try to keep everyone happy. Not always easy. Those of you who do AndyCam will know pain levels have been high recently. This seems to be because I have a misbehaving muscle in my right leg, to add to the problems there. I am able to do most stuff, but not without cost. Appearing normal is sometimes the hardest thing. I’ve probably blown that, because a client will find their way here sooner or later - but never mind. I’ll deal with that as and when I have to.
That may be enough for now, or it may not.
I guess we’ll never know.
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