And For Today's Coincidence -

Honestly, If You Can't Trust Agatha Christie -
 - then who can you trust?
     Conrad, as befits an aging gentleman with limited social skills and budget, is fond of watching the televisual escapades of Hercule Poirot.  I am onto the Third series, which also has a few feature-length entries tacked onto the end, towards the end of the series and hence without Captain Hastings or Miss Lemon.  I've not been paying attention to the titles until now, and what is the episode I have just loaded up onto the laptop so I can both blog and watch simultaneously?
     "Halloween Party."

One of these people is a cannibal!
No.  Sorry.  A murderer.  I meant a murderer, not a cannibal.

     And what day is it today?  Precisely!
     As I've remarked, you can expect this sort of thing if you're reading Thomas Pynchon - but Honest Aggie?  Really, causality and temporality, you should be ashamed of yourselves!


A Word Of Warning
More a "Letter of warning", to be strictly accurate.  If you have been following the blog recently, you'll know that Conrad has got a few themed posts lined up, on the subject of "Mars".  This appears to have triggered a kind of intellectual cascade in his brain, wherein he's focussed upon letters of the alphabet and created a themed post based around them.  Being Conrad, and perverse to the very marrow, he has obviously - obviously! - started at Z and is working backwards.  We are now up to, or back to, the letter "X", which theme might very well appear on the blog later this day.
     I can see you're X-static about this*.

This man is an eXographer.  I think.

NANOWRIMO**
I know, I know, I keep banging on about this event.  That's because it's taking up so much of my waking hours.  What should I write about?  As already boasted about I have four -

     - what?  What's that?  "Screenplay for "Halloween Party" by Mark Gatiss"?  The League of Gentleman Mark Gatiss?  The dyed-in-the-wool Doctor Who fan Mark Gatiss?  Okay, that's Coincidence Number Two for today.

 - complete works that I could post up, which would be cheating, rather.  So I have to come up with a plot by tomorrow.  What will it be?  Dunno, except that it won't be a grim grey gritty domestic kitchen sink drama, unless there are werewolves and atom bombs in it.  Or weird honey made by mutant bees, or people writing with silver ink, and a crypt up on the moors that only opens once a year -  Hmmm ...

Step into my parlour, said - NO!
I meant, "Welcome to my humble abode."

First Bus And Change
Yes, everybody's favourite Public Service Vehicle operator, by which I mean that loathsome entity which accepts huge cash subsidies from the government*** and then burns them on bonfires provides a transport service^.  No, you are not considering "change" in the correct way.  First Bus expects that you, the passenger, will kindly bring the exact correct change in order to purchase your ticket or pass.  No excuses acceptable.  Because if you do NOT your face will be put up on a Rogue's Gallery of photographs taken by CCTV, to be distributed across the internet and to Interpol, MI6, the FBI and the  Suojelupoliisi^^.

There are 127 Finnish  Sujelpoliisi hiding in this picture

     The obvious riposte to this drivelling imbecility is to inform the drivers that, when First Bus can actually provide a service via their vehicles to the public, which is not late, slow, grossly overcrowded, broken-down, over-heated, under-lit and which actually finishes at the terminii so described on the bus front - then they can expect to get exact change.
     Which should be around the year 2065 A.D.

First Bus roll-out their new PSV, with free Wi-Fi!

     
"Code Black"
Another wrap-around advert decorating the Metro, with a description of this indecorous suture opera within.  My notes from Wednesday state: "Another bloody^^^ medical drama.  Will we ever see any variety in US drama?  Having just seen an amusing FB video for a playful weasel, not impossible."

That's Luiz Guzman.  I  bet they got him because they couldn't afford Michael Pena.

     Staples of US drama, which inevitably ooze across the Atlantic, appear to be the same old ones of cops, lawyers and doctors.  Where is the love for postal workers, public service vehicle drivers and sewage barge pilots?

Television Channels As Song Inspirations
I have floated the possibility of The Chemical Brothers, Simian Mobile Disco or Leftfield using these television channel programme titles as potential track names.  However, I am now appropriating them for my future group "Lift Rock For Idiots".  Here's the latest:  Tefal Activity Express XL.  Aha!  Yes, I know what you're thinking - we'll get round legal problems by reversing the trademark, so it becomes "Lafet Activity Express XL".
     BOOJUM! - plotting world dominance, either by military force or music, whichever way, it's coming!

TV Channels As Blood Pressure Risk
This is a phenomena I noticed last week - an increasing number of channels are including programmes or films to do with Christmas.  In October!
     CEASE AND DESIST!  STOP ACCELERATING TIME!  I NEED AS MUCH AS I CAN GET!
     Thank you.  That is all.

TV Channels are DULL.
Here's a dog pulling a funny face

* Sorry.
** National Novel Writing Month - 1st to 31st November
*** Bribes.
^ Legal advice
^^ Finnish Secret Service
^^^ See what I did?  "Bloody", blood, surgery - O you do.