I should totally be working on my remix fics on this tennis-less (but not Glastonbury-less) day, but I heard them talking about this on Radio 5 and have only just seen the list on Andy Murray's twitter now.

He has a tennis player snack name game going on, where you alter tennis players names slightly to match up with names of snacks. Where snack is a loose definition. His list includes:

Lleyton chewit, james flake, boris doubledecker, dorito starace. #

Juan martin del popcorn, vania kingsize mars bar, gilles muller fruit corner. Novak Yorkie-ovic #

John MacEnrolo, Cod woodbridge, mardy fishcakes, prawn borg, martina haggis, mince spadea, egg rusedski, spotted dick norman. #

Nicholas Tiramassu, ernests gulbiscuit. Jesse levino? Juan carlos ferrero rocher. #

Ryvita gerulaitis. #

They were coming up with these on Radio 5 on Thursday for the tennis players on the commentary team, but the only one I can remember is Michael Stichy Toffee Pudding.

Over dinner tonight melliyna were chatting about parent/child relationships in various fandoms and how much we loved them and how there should be more fic for it. Which, of course, suggests a ficathon is in need - a prompt based one rather than an exchange, since that requires less work and because it's quite a diverse list of fandoms. Well, will be. We came up with a list between us of:

-Elrond and Aragorn (Lord of the Rings)
-Sarah and Luke (Sarah Jane Adventures)
-Seven and Ace (Doctor Who)
-Three and Jo (Doctor Who)
-Giles and Buffy (Buffy)
-Jonathan, Martha and Clark Kent (Smallville)
-Jed and Sam, CJ, Josh (The West Wing)
-Sirius and Harry (Harry Potter)
-Ten and Jenny (Doctor Who)
-Xander, Tara and Dawn (Buffy)
-Gibbs and Abby (NCIS)
-Jack and Mickey (The Bill)
-Sarah and Lavinia (Doctor Who)

Anyone think of any more?

Edit to add:
-Teal'c and Rya'c (Stargate)
-Bra'tac and Teal'c (Stargate)
-Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

And people have come up with nice long lists on the LJ version of this post

Wimbledon starts on Monday! I have my fantasy team assembled, which includes Federer and Murray and an assortment of women who's names I liked, since I know nothing about the women and don't care about them either. I must remember to find my radio from wherever I put it when I moved in six months ago.

After deleting my Facebook account it started sending me notifications. So I had to undelete it to find out what was going on and found that not only had it ticked every notification box but it had also allowed my profile to be seen by everyone! So I reset it, but now I don't trust them to actually delete it, even though it looks as thought they do now, so I haven't. But after fixing all that I see no reason to ever visit the site again.

I had an epiphany about Twitter too and what I actually wanted to use it for. There's loads of people I follow who I'm just not reading and who aren't following me so we can't have a conversation over it and when they post interesting stuff I want to ask about, I can't ask on Twitter. So I have temporarily shunted everyone I don't think I want to read into a column and I'll see if I miss them, or if they've said anything I do want to read in a few days time. But I did discover there's a Wimbledon feed, which is vaguely interesting. There are also feeds for various courts and Henman Hill! Tim Henman has an account he rarely posts to but interesting, Andy Roddick has one that he uses and posts interesting things to as far as I can see. Unlike Andy Murray...

I am looking forward to melliyna coming to visit on Wednesday because I want to see her, but also because it'll be someone to talk to. Blogs and Twitter aren't really the best replacements for a social life. But, I am up to 13 fast on the first exercise. Or I was on Friday - I spent yesterday too tired and dizzy to do anything and today too dizzy to do anything except for the things I really need to get done this weekend.

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The last one of these I did was in December when I was 58% of the way through. I hadn't realised I'd left it so long!

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Dear BBC

Why is it that the closest I've come to seeing either of Andy Murray's doubles matches at Queens is seeing him walk out on court this evening before you stopped broadcasting for no good reason and despite saying you'd broadcast till 8pm?

Oh, hang on, I know the answer. It's because you're a load of useless tossers who don't deserve the licence fee I have to pay every year.

You'd better have a bloody good answer to my complaint.

No love,
Me.