So anyway, I was a bummer on the loose last night (see
publicansdecoy for for further information. Indeed, he's always a good place to go with bumming queries). But having failed to find any bummers tied to trees on the way home, I watched Terminator 3 instead. Hmmm. They felt they had to be bigger and badder this time 'round, but sadly doing so apparently took precedence over having a coherent plot. And given it was rated 12, the megaviolence wasn't even that violent - it just had something of an Itchy & Scratchy feel. Furthermore, the deterministic elements of the plot were never quite explained, and the attempts at humour were terribly forced. Not a success, really. However, the whole killer robots/atomic apocalypse thing still left me feeling rather in need of a pint, so I joined aforementioned
publicansdecoy plus
missfrost for karaoke at the World's End.
I'm not normally much of a one for kitsch, but there was something undeniably entertaining about watching peons murder standards.