Well the rain is once more pouring down outside the window (yep, British summer time is over people Autumn is here) and it's a lazy Sunday morning. But what is to be done? Watch a film? Play a game? Watch some sport? Go back to sleep maybe?
Yes, Our Front Room is wracked by indecision.
Frankly the sport only leads to one feeling badly unfit as you watch super-human types cycling round velodromes quick enough to start hurricanes with their tail winds or people who must be related to fish swim 400m in the time it takes us to get across the room. (At least Phelps turns out to be a genuine genetic freak). Football later in the day is a possibility but that does involve going outside.
Playing a game is hampered by being in one of those moods where you just can't decide what you feel like playing. Then spend twenty minutes picking something, play it for five minutes and decide you aren't in the mood for it. Curse fickle Sunday thought patterns.
Film watching suffers from pretty much the same problem. Do you want a character drama, a comedy or some 'Bayhem'. If only Micheal Bay's Shakespeare In Love actually existed it would be perfect Sunday afternoon entertainment.
Well that ramble is over, time to go and end up not doing anything in particular for the next few hours.
1 comment:
What you need is a good Sunday Afternoon game - something along the lines of Pilotwings, Everybody's Golf or Outrun.
Sometimes objectives only serve to get in the way of the act of play itself. And that's no way to relax.
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