You Only Leave Twice

Reaching A Bit, There -
Although it is quite an appropriate interpretation of "You Only Live Twisw - excuse me, Edna just invited herself onto my lap and is now licking my fingers - "You Only Live Twice" - and she's now resting her head on my arm.  Art?

     The laptop was there first but she's got something to say about that (probably "Usurper!  Foul usurper!").  
     Okay, distraction by dog out of the way, normal service will resume.
     The "Leave" in today's title refers, of course, to the noble tea leaf in plural form
      - dammit, now she wants her belly rubbed!  Thirty second, Edna, that's it -
     AS I WAS SAYING - leave being the operative word here, as Sean Connery decided to leave the James Bond franchise after this film.  It's the one set in Japan with Little Nellie the gyrocopter, the little aircraft bristling with weapons.  Art?

Look no hands!

     Except that he came back for "Never Say Never Again" before leaving the franchise again, which means he did actually leave - twice.
     Oh, it also has that terrific Ken Adams set, the extinct volcano lair - which has to be pronounced "layyyyrrrr" with a lot of rolling - which see.  Art?

No CGI here

     I think that's enough - ah, Edna has vacated my lap and is no longer using the laptop for a pillow - for today's Intro.  Let the motley's blue-touchpaper be lit as we retire*!

Shakespoke
I quite enjoy taking Edna for a constitutional trot of twenty minutes or so, as this allows me Thinking Time for the duration, usually what scrivel to pound out for today's BOOJUM! Today's first trot was in bright sunshine but a chilly breeze, which is a more acceptable combination that darkness, wind and rain.
     I provide these details for overseas readers, or, in the case of Wonder Wifey, on-seas readers, as she is currently headed for Florida o'er the briny deeps.
     Okay, back to a bit of ribaldry directed at Windbag Willy.  I rehearsed these aloud, so hopefully the neighbours were all safely indoors.

"We are such stuff as dreams are made on."

Blimey, Bill, you and your imagination!

Conrad, for example, is not the least dreamy

As all agree who have actually seen me.

     Do you want me to find out which work this is from?  Tough.  Can't be bothered.  Go and look at a blog that flatters Bill instead.  I don't know what he was aiming for here; last night I dreamed about rescuing a giant hedgehog and living in a tiny subterranean kitchen, with Edna, so take that, Bill!
     I don't know if you wanted more, though you're going to get it.

"All the world's a stage."

Sadly not, Bill, old sage.

Two-thirds of it's in the drink.

Perform there and you'd sink.

     This is entirely true and factual.  I can prove it.  Art?

Validated

      People may regard the Barb of Avon as the best playwright ever; they certainly can't promote him as knowing the most basic tenets of hydrography or geography.

Conrad - Proudly Wearing His Anorak
Another yark about "Stranger Things 2" so if you haven't seen it all, LOOK AWAY NOW!

Not quite what I meant, Art - but I will allow it

     Okay?  Are their eyes safely averted?  Then I can mention when Eleven/Jane goes to locate her mother, she relives several traumatic memories about suffering an involuntary session of Electro-Convulsive Therapy.
     Conrad, susprisingly sharp-eyed at times, noticed that the technician cranking the dials was none other than Pruitt Taylor Vince.  Art?

PTV

     This guy is a character actor, which tends to be an euphimism for someone quite ugly but whom can act well, and there's no way you'd have him in a series like this for all of five seconds.  We do indeed meet him at a later date - of which I shall say no more**.

Okay, spoilers over, you can come out from behind the cushions now.

A Foretaste Of Things To Come
I don't normally bother you lot with my social schedule, only letting you know what you need to know.  Information security and all that.  Well, next week I shall be driving to work in the Murdermobile, as en route I shall be dropping Edna off at my sister-in-law's.  This is deemed to be a lot more humane than sticking her in kennels whilst The Mansion is deserted.  Thus, since I shall be piloting my vehicle, there will be no opportunity to do the Cryptic Crossword, read a book or make notes.  Well, not without killing all in my path.  On the other hand, it does mean not having to rely on First Bus***.  So we shall see when the blog gets a-posted.

No First Bus - Conrad celebrates in subdued fashion

*  Don't worry, we did this last year and it was out of hospital in less than a week.
**  He was also in "Jacob's Ladder", just so you know.
***  HOORAY!