Comments on Smallville - just briefly, I need to think it over before saying anything intelligent -
(1) it was surprisingly hot
(2) I am as much in love with Lex Luthor as ever
(3) Lionel Luthor acting sweet is creepy and not as much fun as his usual high-handed style
(4) who kidnapped Martha and replaced her with a drone?
(5) enough of this virginity business!
(6) for some reason I couldn't pin down, Lana seemed quite unobjectionable - yes, this is me saying that, can you believe it? and I liked Jason better now he isn't her boyfriend. How can it be that there's an episode of Smallville in which I actually think I liked Lana better than Martha? Maybe it's because Lana wasn't interacting with Clark - I always like him least when he's with her, and like her even less than usual when she's with him.
(7) So now both Clark and Lex are annulled men!
On the bus this morning, I sat next to an attractive young man, probably in his late teens, who then spent the entire trip talking to himself and making weird motions and leaning against me. On the way home, I sat next to a young man who, though not particuarly attractive, made an instantly good impression on me - I'm not sure why. He made a few pleasant comments in my direction during the trip, nothing substantial, but I was left feeling good about the encounter. Almost a non-encounter. Just a ... an experience of good vibes.
Read about 12th century people at lunchtime, no new information, but it's always fun to read about old friends. Then I uncontrollably napped after eating. Damn! That kind of reaction right after lunch is a sure sign of candidiasis. Probably because I've been eating wheat.
On the way home I read the following interesting passage in Rubicon by Tom Holland:
Mussolini was the last world leader to be inspired by the example of Ancient Rome. The fascists, of course, had thrilled to its cruelty, its swagger, its steel, but nowadays even its noblest ideals, the ideals of active citizenship that once so moved Thomas Jefferson, have passed out of fashion. Too stern, too humourless, too redolent of cold showers.... Hero-worshipping the Romans is just so nineteenth century.