today i finished watching "the thick of it" which i started due to the doctor whom announcement.
tomorrow there's an art stroll in the neighborhood where my missus has her office, so i'm going to call in sick and instead work for my wife, who's trying to buy frames to hang my art, and make and accept phone calls as Sinjin St. James, which is the funniest british-styled name i can think of. St. John St. James is this character's name, come on, that's good. my accent's not bad, especially for atlanta.
My first thought at an incredibly, annoyingly English name was Pippin Macguire.
now, if i recognize a british accent on the other end of the line, i'll say "hold please" and cough and change into a deeper-voiced drawl, a different character named "Danny Junior," who supervises the retail staff.
i expect great fun and no frames, which means i can spend the art stroll just strolling instead of trying to sell the prints i've made, and i'll start trying to do that at next month's art stroll.