Well, actually, I am in bed, but I mean, I should probably be asleep. I just turned down attending a party on the grounds that I have a headache, and though it's not getting any worse, staying awake is probably not helping. But here I am, typing a livejournal post and watching a movie. Feng Shui and sleep experts will tell you that it's a bad idea to use your bed for anything other than sleep and sex, so I'm probably tangling my chi and throwing off my circadian rhythm. Oh, well.
This has been a pretty good evening otherwise, though. I hung out with fuzzyinthehead and had dinner with her at Monty's Blue Plate Diner. My sister was working, so I got to prove to Liz that she actually exists. This has been a matter of some dispute among some of my friends for some time.
Anyway, the relaxing, semi-social evening is exactly what I needed. The last few days have been ridiculously busy at work, mostly because I'm covering for people who are out and I'm training on somebody else's duties so I can cover for her when she's out the day after Thanksgiving. As far as I can tell, her job entails doing nothing and making it take eight hours. If I hadn't been able to listen to the copies I'd just obtained of the original LP version of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, I'd have gone nuts.
Speaking of which: it's not very well-known, but after the first series (the first six episodes) of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy were broadcast over BBC radio, the scripts were cleaned up and they were rerecorded and released on LP. These versions have never seen a CD release, which is a shame because they contain material not available in any other version. They're better produced than the radio broadcast, and contain a lot of original background music. When I was about ten years old, a friend of my parents loaned me a tape of the Restaurant at the End of the Universe copied from the record.
I bring all of this up because there's a piece of music that plays in the background of one of the Guide's narrations. If you're familiar with the book, it's the description of Milliways: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe. It's a gorgeous piece of music, and it's not available anywhere but on the LP. I've always been disappointed that it's covered by narration. Anyway, I got ambitious during my last hour or so of work, and threw together my own version, which I'm really happy with. Check it out:
And, if anyone's not familiar with the Restaurant, here's the text of the original narration:
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe is one of the most extraordinary ventures in the history of catering.
A vast time-bubble has been projected into the future to the precise moment of the end of the universe. This is, of course, impossible.
In it, guests take their places at the table and eat sumptuous meals and drinks whilst watching the whole of creation explode about them. This is, of course, impossible.
You can arrive for any sitting you like without prior reservation because you can book retrospectively, as it were, when you return to your own time. This is, of course, impossible.
At the restaurant you can meet and dine with a fascinating cross-section of the entire population of space and time. This is, of course, impossible.
You can visit it as many times as you like and be sure of never meeting yourself, because of the embarrassment that usually causes. This is, of course, impossible.
All you have to do is deposit one penny in a savings account in your own era, and when you arrive at the end of time, the operation of compound interest means that the fabulous cost of your meal has been paid for. This is, of course, impossible, which is why the advertising executives of the star system of Bastablon came up with this slogan:
"If you've done six impossible things this morning, why not round it off with breakfast at Millyways: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe!"