Part 2:The British-ing?

[bzarcher]

Spent some time with my parents - I think they've fallen into the "More worried about me than I actually am" camp. But, OTOH, we got free food and tons of leftovers out of it, and my mom made chocolate cupcakes, so it can't be all bad?

They're talking about how "it'd be nice if we got together every week!" - ...yeah, I don't see that happening. I think that I've found a remarkably healthy and non-confrontational relationship with my family by keeping the visits infrequent and pleasant, and given how we tend to get onto each others nerves over time, I can't see a regularly scheduled visit as a good idea.

Still, it was nice to spend a bit of time with them, talk about things, and even if I did have to go over what exactly happened again, it wasn't as painful this time.

Other than that, I've been noticing a disturbing trend as the EPL season begins: I'm getting interested in English sport.

Not "Oh, I'll watch if not much else is on."

Not "Oh, sure, I guess, and I'll root for not-ManU and not-Arsenal"

Not "Ok, let's catch the tape delayed match."

Getting up at 8am to catch the match interested. Briefly flirting with the idea of a Liverpool scarf interested. Caring about the Community Shield match interested.

And there's more.

Following suncrush's reports on the World Cup of Rugby.
Watching -darts-.

I haven't been seized with the urge to watch, or worse, to understand Cricket yet, but if I should, I expect one of you to do the right thing, and kill me.

Oh - for those interested in flirting with non-Sport UK entertainment, I think I've already talked up Jekyll to a few of you, but I do seriously recommend it. It's a fantastic series.

Other than that, I'm tired. Anyone else want to catch me up?