Now election fever is dying down, I guess Mr Obama has to cope with the massive weight of expectation currently bearing down on his shoulders.  Lucky him – he’s got his job cut out.

We can all breathe sign of relief and return to our normal lives.

So here I am, in Bristol on a rainy Monday, uploading things to Flickr, updating my Myspace, and looking forward to a few things in the next week or two.

First up, Encounters, which is happening at Watershed and Arnolfini this week.  This always seems to pass me by, so I’m making a concerted effort this year, and am going to the Opening Highlights tomorrow evening.  It’s a pretty big festival now, and their brochure is like the telephone directory. It’s so heavy in fact that I dropped mine on St James Barton roundabout whilst cycling home the other week, so it’s a goner.

Also this week, two exhibitions at Arnolfini are opening… Supertoys: On Play, Affective Machines and Object Relations, and The Cover of A Book is the Beginning of a Journey, which includes performances by The Performance Re-enactment Society (Paul Clarke, Clare Thornton, and fellow Residence member Tom Marshman).

And finally, I’m also at the end of series one of The Wire.  Now I know what everyone’s been banging on about for so long…

Over and out.