Oh, that sounds a bit rude, doesn't it?

As part of the festival of British comedy currently being held in my apartment I checked BlackAdder II out of the library today. Actually, it's the second time I'd checke out such a thing. The first time inspiration to actually WATCH it did not strike. But, TV being uninteresting on Saturday afternoons I had no other recourse but to turn on the DVD. Call it a mood or something, but despite my repeated not-getting it of Black Adder (admittingly many and many the year ago, like, about 15-ish at least, and only the first series, which my research shows is considered the least of the lot) and being fairly sure I found Rowan Atkinson not amusing (is Mr. Bean funny? Really?) I put the disc into the player. And spent the next 3+ hours laughing like an idiot. Alright, alright, decisions about the comedic merit of a program made when under the legal age to operate an automobile need to be re-evaluated at some point. For example, I used to be amused by Blossom. Somehow, the idea of Blossom:The Complete First season does not sound quite like a good source of amusement at this current stage of my life.
Upon the ending of my available BlackAdder amusement I went to the library website only to find out some wicked bastage checked out the rest of the DVDs. Luckily, everything's available on video (and it would seem I am the only person in the Greater Nashville area with a working video player as there were no noticable gaps in the VHS selection) so I can continue watching this program throughout the course of my week. I'll have plenty of time it seems, to watch 500 years of British history in comedy form, what with how there doesn't seem to be any work next week.

Then, whilst making dinner, I tried to watch disc 2 of Series 1 of the Office. The disc went wonky and for a bit I was afraid it wouldn't come out of the player. That didn't please me, so I gave up on that and put in Series 2. Which played quite smoothly until the third episode when it started skipping around and acting insane until such time as it imploded and I got the blue screen of death. Now I'll never know what happened with David and Gareth and Tim and Dawn. As it will likely never be re-run on telly or anything.

In less British news, something has made my dog more flatulent than usual. He is, as one would expect, acting very cuddly and affectionate. So much of a dog is he. I think it might be pay back for my having gone out for a drink after work yesterday instead of running home to pay proper heed to his dog needs. Speaking of which, don't miss your chance to add a small pissed off cross-dressing dog to your myspace friends list.(www.myspace.com/littledudecoupland--for some reason the linky bits refuse to work) If you don't have a myspace, I recommend at the very least checking to see if any of yr pets have one. You have to watch what they do online. They grow up so fast these days.