There comes a time in every young man's life...

...when he wakes up one morning and, not unreasonably, says to himself, "I shall never play the Dame".
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Fortunately, this will not happen to me, because I have been offered the part of the Oracle in The Matrix: The Pantomime! Not the part I auditioned for, but I'm not complaining. Apparently I impressed them with my comedy Northern stylings. Sorry, saf2285, you're going to have to put up with my travesty of a Yorkshire accent...

[For those among you who aren't familiar with the British pantomime tradition (which is entirely unrelated to, or at least totally unlike, the German tradition), this may provide some enlightenment]

The con is on

One of the things my new flatmate (whodo_voodoo, for those of you keeping track) brought with him is a television. I'm a bit dubious, as my ability to work is low enough as it is, but it did mean that I was finally able to catch an episode of Hustle, the "complicated confidence trick" series starring Robert Vaughn. I love crime capers even more than I love kung fu movies, so it was deeply frustrating to me that there was a new one going out on telly every week and I was missing it. Anyway, I struck particularly lucky with this episode: halfway through, an actual guy with a katana came in and got all kenjutsu on the gang's asses. Result, quite frankly.

( Crime! Katanas! Maths! Spoilers! )

Whoever said probability was easy?