Last night I broke with my usual routine to an almost unprecedented extent, by not going to the Monday Night Geek Pizza meet. This was for the excellent reason that Lucy was celebrating her birthday with a curry, and I hadn't eaten curry in ages so I did that instead. I was a bit sorry to miss pizza with the geeks nonetheless, particularly since I had an excellent geek question to start an argument about, but the lure of curry was just too strong. And a very nice curry it was too.

After that, the five of us went back to Lucy's and watched a Jackie Chan film. Or in my case watched half of one, since I noticed half way through that it was going to be quite long and I was getting tired already so I went home to sleep.

I've never quite understood Jackie Chan films. The combat sequences are so fast-movingly hilarious, and yet the in-between bits tend to be either cringeworthy or downright incomprehensible or (in extreme cases) both at once. I suppose you have to pad the films out with something, if only because full-speed Chan combat for over an hour without a break would quickly become impossible to appreciate because your brain couldn't keep up; but it's always seemed to me that you have to be one sort of person to enjoy the fights, and quite another to enjoy the in-between bits, which strikes me as an odd way to do things.

When I left, I asked the others to let me know if the second half accidentally made sense. Nobody has responded, so I can only assume it didn't :-)