Set in the early 19th century around the time of the Napoleonic wars in France, Les Miserables tells the story of the lives of several French, including the ex convict Jean Valjean and his struggle to redeem himself. It also shows the troubled life of Cosette, daughter of prostitute Fantine. When Jean Valjean becomes a wealthy business owner, and after crossing paths with Fantine, becomes the promissory guardian of Cosette when her mother dies.

S and me are going to see this show today, 2pm, at the Broadhurst Theater, New York City. With almost front row seats in Orchestra, I’m giddy with excitement - there’s nothing like Broadway.

Friday morning, hours away from the weekend. It’s humid - humid like when you sweat for no reason.

I wonder what splendid news the world’s media will bring my way today… will it be another murdering junkie WWE wrestler, perhaps Larry King will give another loser socialite some air time, or could this country’s leader deliver one more cluster fuck before he leaves office? I’m riveted with anticipation.

Whilst this side of the pond is gripped with what I can only class as pure crap, half of Northern England has been under as much as 3 feet of water due to torrential rain for the last 4 days - if that ain’t the kind of news that sparks conversation and emotion, then I guess we should stick with this morning’s southbound FDR’s stuck traffic due to a shifted plate.

For fuck’s sake.

July 14th, 7:30pm, Def Leppard LIVE in concert, and I’m going to be there. Me and S have seats in the front section, smack back in the middle of the stage, and I am as excited as a kid on Christmas Eve!

Since I was a boy I’ve been a fan of the Sheffield boys, and have semi-followed their career, more so since I came to the States.

I know Bruce and Andy are going to be very jealous :)