TheWife and I mostly get our movie fare as new releases from the local DVD shop. Basically, once you have a kidlet then movie going out time - and we went to the movies practically weekly - is severely reduced. It really only happens if theWife's mum is in town or we take a mutual day off work and theNoo is in day care.

We share each other's likes for DVDs for the most part, but now and then if theWife is not around then I can branch out into Mikey-likes, like bang-bang serious action stuff or political themed dramas or dramedys.

Recently my Mikey like was this one - In the loop. Read more »

Being a counter tenderer must suck the wang - though I suspect the type of counter you tend would likely make the experience better or worse. Better for movies, worse for a deli counter.

I handed back Zombieland at the DVD shop. It was awesome. One of the kewl things in it was the protagonist was also the narrator, who listed rules about surviving in a zombie infested America. Rule No. 1 - Cardio (be prepared to run fast for a long time). One of the other rules, No 31, was 'always check the back seat'.

So when I handed it back I peered over the counter. The clerk gave me a WTF? look. 'Just checking the back seat,' I said. 'It's a rule'.

I held up the DVD and shook it.

Blank reaction.

I then slotted it in the returns slit and walked away.

Clerk ... not impressed. I guess he hadn't seen it. Read more »

I was at the movies and, unlike I usually do when I get home, failed to scan SMH or ABC when I got in. Then I checked my phone and saw some SMSes from friends and theWife RE Rudd.

Jesus. A leadership spill in the ALP!

Interesting times.

But, like I said when it was the Bees Knees Kim "Bomber" Beasley Vs the intrepid Belgian boy reporter, either one is a win win for me.

May the best person win!

With my innards deemed healthy and pink I have to go on another medical marvels quest to determine what it is that can make me double over in extreme pain, gasping and/or sit on the toilet and sob as I try and pass a phantom wind.

My innards doctor said that my IBS could be a result of my body's inability to process certain natural sugars. I put on my investigating shoes - well, I went to wiki - and discovered that for food intolerances like lactose and fructose malabsorption there's a simple test that can be done.

The Hydrogen Breath Test

Neato!

You have to wait four weeks post arse snaking to get it done apparently so in a few weeks I get to fast for a night, go into a room and breathe into a device three times over three hours to see if my bod dislikes certain sugars and or foodstuffs.

Finally I may get a fucking answer as to what is what in the 'ow my stomach hurts' department. Read more »