Am I the next Laird?

One of the benefits of joining Netflix is that I get to see many a BBC series that normal cable does not afford.

One recommended to me by that particular Internet engine was "Monarch of the Glen". It is a capable drama with some wit and loads of fantastic Scottish countryside.

A special feature of the first season disk is a piece a travel show did on the area where the show is filmed. Various locations were shot with interviews of cast members. Once interview starts with an establishing shot of some ruins. They sort of looked familiar, but hey, one ruin looks like the rest, no. In the interview they refer to the ruins as barracks. What a minute, I think, barracks? The only barracks I know are the barracks that bear my surname. So I rewind and look again. By golly if that isn't what they are.

The barracks are not named, but I do some quick research on the other areas, like Loch Insh and Kingussie, and sure enough, "Monarch of the Glen" is filmed in the area that was once lorded over by my forefathers! No wonder I like the show so much!

I want to go to Scotland!

Where is the laugh track?

The afternoon was planned out so nicely. After working in the box office dealing with closing day crowds, I came home, ordered pizza and sat down to handle my taxes.

Mine aren't that difficult this year. Turbo Tax makes it a breeze!

Well, that is until you find out that Turbo Tax no longer supports Windows ME. I can't load the software on my computer. I can load it on my lap top, but that is at work. I will just run back there and ... no, I have pizza coming. I will have to wait on that!

Fine, I have a judging report to do for the Tommy Tune High School Musical awards to do. I will just pull that out. Its late for various reasons, so if I can just get it out of the way...

Wait, these aren't the forms for the school I did from the other judges. I judged with Lynne, yes, but not this school. Uh oh.

So now I can't do my taxes because my computer has been abandoned by Microsoft. I can't do my judging letter because I got the wrong forms, and I have pizza coming that was supposed to be my reward and to sustain me as I do it all.

Ai yi yi!