Texas Calculatem and Poker Office Blog

I went to the Mirch Masala in Tooting for a nice curry last night. The highlight, yet again, was the mixed grill. Good shit. It takes about 30 minutes to walk there, via a friend's house, so I managed to get a little exercise as well.

It was nice to catch up with my mates and see how they're all coming along. One is about to start running a motorway service station where he'll have 50 underlings to do his bidding. For some reason he wasn't very impressed when I suggest he fire the bottom 10% of his workforce every year, a la Jack Welch, to keep the rest motivated. Oh well, I guess some people just aren't meant to be managers.

Another mate is about to start working for a big bank. So I'll need to keep in touch with her! She was thinking of buying a place with her boyfriend, and I was convincing them to come somewhere sensible like Clapham instead of the Rugger Bugger infested Putney. Fortunately the boyfriend had a rather cynical view of Putney. "It's ridiculously all white," he said, "the only non-whites work in MacDonalds or Tescos." I hadn't really noticed before, but upon reflection, I realised that he was definitely right.