:: Headless Chickens Don't Come Close ::

As if to fuel the claims that my inter-nominal moniker should be "two parties" I had two social appointments each on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. With the annual company booze-fest for starters, I was well-oiled by the time I got to Tigger's on Friday night. So much so, that once I'd greeted a few people and imbibed a cheeky Moscow Mule, I fell asleep in the lounge accompanied by a range of banging drum 'n' bass and hip-hop. To the astonishment of all, I remained so until the final guests left, then crawled into a sleeping bag. I awoke early and smugly hangover-less, just in time for a spot of cleaning...

Saturday evening started with an excellent Youth theatre production; I then hot-footed it to a Slovenian St Nicholas' Day party hosted by the lovely Miss Glam and her amiable side-kick. The food was excellent, the mulled wine abundant and the company scintillating; those who had been naughty through the past year were ceremonially whipped with a birch-faggot, as tradition dictates, and the sound of cheesy Euro-pop rang through NW1. Two more mulled wine efforts followed on Sunday, but my passion for describing them has waned nearly as much as for that piping hot spiced seasonal libation.

Without wishing to drone on, I have been rather busy of late - in my work and extra-curricular activities. Rehearsals on Monday (Return to the Forbidden Planet) and last night (Shakers Re-Stirred Revived), mean that I could quite reasonably expect a night off tonight. Oh, for the joys of weeknight trash TV with a glass of wine and the crossword.

However, the lovely Sphynx has designated tonight as her pre-Christmas bash. I hope she will understand why I avoid the mulled wine and mince pies.

Of course the world does not revolve around my social life, so the inclusion of a couple of "newsy" items might appease those who don't give a shit about some twat from London. I suppose you've all heard about the Czech porn star who wants to become a Euro MP? Maybe, but are you also aware of the future uses of origami in space technology? And if you're desperate for a fix of corporate bullshit, this explanation of a company logo defies belief.

Oh well, the gurgling cauldron of spicy vino awaits...