I ended up watching the remainder of Detectorists a charming Britcom about the people who use metal detectors to find treasure -- or the tabs from soda cans, et cetera -- among the English countryside.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I just renewed Acorn so I could watch that (and other things).
I've been working on my performance evaluation, so you can imagine how much progress I'm making on work that I've been avoiding and how little progress I've been making on the evaluation.
Oh, Theo, is that the show that buried the prop Roman coins that some real life metal detector hobbyists found and thought heyd struck it rich?
My day would have gotten calmer if I'd set my hair on fire. Got nothing done I'd hoped to, nothing I'd dreaded, everything I hadn't expected. And I had a leaf raking hangover.
I'm in Charlotte inside a large room.
And goddamned, I'm being driven nuts with a late 80s/90s song,: __ is a lie. Female vocals, chorus. I probably have it on my damned iTunes, but not enough info to google good. Help, fellow 40somethings. I have like 4 notes in my head that won't leave or coalesce. Hoping someone is yup, this.
It wouldn't be "Love Is Alive" by the Judds, would it? [link]
I might be a little exhausted, yelling at inanimate objects falling over because I can't human.
Please let tomorrow be better.
Nope, not country. New wave, maybe? I don't know music terms. On radio at the time, but for punky emo kids before there was emo.