Here she is. The (birthday) sandwich to end all sandwiches. She may not look like much but I have to tell you, my second visit to the promised land did not disappoint.

Also worthy of note this weekend was the last in the current series of Californication. I cried. Not like I cried when the Doc left Rose on the beach, but it was close. For those of you unversed in the world of Hank Moody, you're missing one of the best shows to come out of the tail end of the 00's and it's something you should put straight immediately - there's probably still time before Lost kicks in again (early February).

I wish I had something great to tell but the world appears to have gone to sleep early for Christmas, so for the remainder of this week I shall be oiling my gears, filing the piles of stuff on my desktop (both literally and on the cloud) and trying to make sense of everything before I too begin to shut down for a two day hibernation in a couple of weeks. I don't know what it is about the start of a new year that makes me more motivated than usual but I've always found that it's best to ride the lightning while the lightning is actually striking.

2010 is going to be the one. I can feel it in my blood. Either that or the cholestrol has started to detach itself from my veins.