I've been pulling together information on the Battle of Bogside -- we're talking serious details here, like when tear gas was first fired in, where the medical clinics were located since the one serious hospital in the area was in the Protestant side of Derry (and the majority of the nurses and doctors were Protestant and friendly with the RUC) and no one could get to it unless they were seriously injured, when the Army arrived, that sort of thing. Looks like that's the chapter I'm finishing next. I already have it started and it's happy to get going.
Of course, mingled into the day was laundry and grocery shopping and ironing...and proving to myself, once again, that if you buy cheap you get cheap-assed crap. This iron spits water out when I want to use steam and barely gets rid of the wrinkles in my shirts. So I'm getting a new one that'll work. Period.
I watched the first two episodes of "True Blood" as I ironed...and I can see why it's so popular. Aside from the fact that it has a strong following thanks to the books it's based on, it's also got pretty naked boys and girls everywhere, having rough and tumble sex, sex, sex. Yes, Ryan Kwanten has a nice, tight body (but his acting ranges from BIG eyes to narrow eyes). Yes, there's lots of female tits around (male and female). Yes, everybody talks with a decent-enough Southern accent (even though the leads are from Australia, Canada and England; guess there weren't enough American actors available to cast). But I don't get the critical acclaim. The story is lumpy and there's not one fresh or original idea in this whole thing, so far. Maybe it gets better as it goes along, but right now? I'm bored. I've already got an idea that dog that keeps popping up is the animal guise of the man who owns the bar Sookie works in. Is there such a thing as a were-Collie-mix?