Quotable quotes

[today] with the civil partnerships bill, which is about as close as they can get to gay marriage without saying "you gay people can get married". Nobody knows quite why they won't do that. My personal theory is that, if they did bring in gay marriage, there would de facto be gay divorcees, and the upholders of "family values" would become irretrievably confused over whether these were destroying the very fabric of society. (Divorce: bad! Homosexual partnerships: unnatural! Divorcing homosexuals... emergency! Will not compute! Help, hair on fire!)
-- Zoe Williams

High on a pill is a lonley goatherd

Gentle reader,

Well it's gone too far to stop now (bar a heavy piece of scenery hitting me on the head anyway).

Remember that odd post on Tuesday, March 09, 2004? Well, I got a text asking if I wanted to "do" the Sound of Music in the Opera House.

I'm in it for about 10 minutes (random Nazi number 5 I think) but despite this, I sort of have to stick around while the show (well rehearsal) goes on.

Which means I'm getting home really late.
Which means few updates here.

Sorry,
Will

p.s. Feel free to let me know how bad I am.

Listen closely

Gentle reader,

The "tribunal" in the US looking in to the "September 11 2001 incidents" are available online. The 9/11 Commission Hearings are available right now for free at http://www.audible.com/911hearings. The current hearings available include ...
Richard A. Clarke (3/24/04 the guy who is filling the fan with truckloads of... stuff),
Colin L. Powell (3/23/04 the sec. of state a.k.a. Foreign afairs and the only member of GW Bush's cabinet who isn't trying to get his job back after the elections in November),
Donald Rumsfeld (3/23/04 who appears to have lost his middle initial while in Iraq),
Madeleine K. Albright (3/23/04 the sec. of state under the Clinton),
George J. Tenet (3/24/04 former(?) head of the CIA).

If Condi Rice ever appears, that's probably where you will hear it.

take care,
Will

Circles

Gentle reader,

I've had a busy weekend of not doing much.
Well not doing much productive.

I cycled. A circular route from Blackrock to Passage, to Cobh (okay, that was via the ferry), to Cork city and back to Blackrock. 20 miles in 1 hour 45 minutes.
It's not that good, but I've got to start somewhere if I'm to survive the cycle training coming soon.
I agreed to do something know as "the Tour de Munster" in August.
That is 400 miles.
100 a day.
Well 100 in 4 and a bit hours I think.
Eeek.

And there is something about the "Connor Pass" that gets me worried. No one is willing to talk about it.
Anyway I have to start somewhere if I'm to survive it.

Oddly, I'm not knackered.
I'm not in pain.
I'm surprised.

take care,
Will

Buying

Gentle reader,

Well since most of my friends know, I may as well admit it. I'm looking to buy a house, and I'm getting assistance through Cork County Council. At it happens I'm buying in Fermoy.

At least I intend to, there seems to be problems.

Most of then are due to RTE!

Two days ago I hung up on a conversation with Cork County Council (South). Since I'm looking at Fermoy, and Fermoy is looked after by Cork County Council (North) my file is being sent over.
That evening there was an article on RTE (Mum phoned me up when looking at the 6pm news, I saw the shorter version on the 9pm news). The County Council are building houses in Fermoy (and Youghal and a few other places). They are going cheap because a) they are designed for first time buyers, b) they are subsidised and c) no one seemed to apply for them.

Of course the reason that no one was applying for them is that no one even knew it existed (most people I spoke to thought that the sign the builder put up (in small text) was to do with the oft dreamed about Fermoy by-pass).

Cork County Council (North) is swamped by people looking for details.

One of those swampers was me. Well, they already have my file, right? (Actually no, it's still in transit). They don't have any details that they can give out.

Now I took a look at them, and they are nice, but I decided to go with my original plan. There were two main reasons for this. 1) From looking at them, there seemed to be something odd about the layout on the first floor and 2) the country council (a.k.a. the sellers) were refusing to release details about the houses. In fact it looks like they won't be in a position to release details until May.

By may I suspect most of the people trying to get information about the houses now, will have stopped looking in that particular direction.

But at the moment there are a lot of forms hastily filled out roaming around Cork County Council (North)'s offices. And the forms between the schemes look alike.

Here's hoping I don't end up in the wrong (missing) list until May.

take care,
Will

...and so's my wife

Gentle reader,

Coming soon to a cinema near you -- a controversial film about a Jewish guy from Nazareth who is worshiped as the Messiah and crucified by the Romans.

No, it's not The Passion of the Christ. It's Monty Python's Life of Brian.

Due to the the runaway success and press / column inches over Gibson's gorefest, the Monty Python team are planning a 25th anniversary re-release next month.

Huzzah!
Will

Playing

Gentle reader,

I have to mention friends of mine all appearing on stages this week.

In the CAT Club (aka the Cork Arts Theatre), a whole gang are doing Caught on the Hop. It's a farce, and it's meant to be a farce (I've seen some of those plays too). It's on now, and finishes on Saturday, and it's worth seeing.

In the Granary Theatre tonight there are two new play's by Martin Crimp; Face to the wall and Fewer Emergencies, starting at 6pm. One again I know people in them.

Fewer Emergencies focuses on how desensitised we have become to atrocity, while Face to the Wall examines what causes a man to walk into a school and begin shooting the children.
Featuring a cast of professional performers, some of whom I know in real life. The plays are not for the squeamish.

And while I'm at it, on Sunday 28 there will be another Snatch Workshops on Improvised Comedy at the Granary Theatre. This one, the fourth in the series (10.30 - 5 PM FEE EUR10) deals with the physical offers and development, which should be considered equal to the verbal offers already dealt with.

So expect some slapstick.

take care,
Will

Making links

Gentle reader,

If you are reading htis, you are probably using a computer.
You probably know the jokes about a new user wondering how to use the foot pedal...
well, it exists.

It probably gives a good workout to the calves.

In other links; together at last. The stars of hip-hop and soul are at last joined by their ringtones in this downloadable album.
I would ask why, but I like mash-ups. At the moment I'm listening to John Marr's Toxic Rhythm. Toxic Rhythm is a mash-up of the vocals from Cut Back's classic 'Rock To The Rhythm' along with minor bass lines, beats and the tune from Britney's 'Toxic'. It works!

For the techie's; someone has created the Tricorder chip

and... since I like Transformers, it appears that BMW has made a Mini Cooper robot.
Here's hoping for a Mini adventure!

take care,
Will

buzz and bursting

Gentle reader,

I wrote earlier about the Librarian's addiction to Diet Coke, well he's not the only one. This article about Diet Coke (do I need some sort of TM thingy?) gives the product's history, and lists just how addicted some people are to it.

Sort of related is Goldbloom's hospital stay. I got a text early Sunday morning (about crawling home time from Saturday night) that he was in A&E. He is diabetic. Very diabetic. So severe in fact that he has an electric pump to keep the stuff flowing in to him. The pump failed.

So he's in hospital. There are a few stories from his stay.... like the farter.

Someone (else) in the room kept farting so loudly that night that it kept waking him. It turns out that the ability to fart loudly was a sought after talent in ancient Ireland.
I'm not making this up.
It was the lowest form of entertainer; at the feasting the Bruin would be called up to "entertain" the gathered guest with a loud rousing "cheer".

So the Farrelly Brothers are just continuing an age old tradition.

Take care,
Will

That last nail is always the hardest...

Gentle reader,

You know the story. An impressionable young person (usually a child, but in this case I'm not too sure), sees something on television or in a movie, and tries to copy them.

This is not the usual group of stupid teenagers trying to get their stunt on "Jackass" or their ilk. This is not a gang seeing a movie about a high school killing spree and try a bit of DIY. DIY does come in to it.

This is about a young man in Hartland, Maine, USA. He saw a movie. The movie in question was "The Passion of the Christ," which depicts the Crucifixion of Jesus.

Most of you already know where I'm going.

"the man took two pieces of wood, nailed them together in the form of a cross and placed them on the floor. He attached a suicide sign to the wood and then proceeded to nail one of his hands to the makeshift cross using a 14-penny nail and a hammer." ... "When he realized that he was unable to nail his other hand to the board, he called 911".

The authorities are not sure if it was a cry for help, or for, er, help.

Don't do anything like this over the weekend?

take care,
Will

Just wondering

Gentle reader,

A new planet has been discovered beyond Pluto.

Does this mean my horoscope has been wrong all this time?

take care,
Will

Sorry I'm late

Gentle reader,

The Ig Nobel Award tour swung it's way to Dublin. And I attended.

The tour, hosted by Marc Abrahams is a must for anyone slightly interested in science. The awards are given to those "discoveries" (there is a Literature and a peace award, but the science awards are the best known), which firstly make you laugh, then make you think.

For example, this cell phone conversation killer. Who really benifits?

take care,
Will

Quotes : Madrid

The Wrap: Carnage in Madrid

Ros Taylor
12 March 2004

MOBILES SIGNAL MASSACRE OF INNOCENTS

In recent years, the mobile telephone has become a particularly poignant feature of reports filed from disaster scenes: a cry of distress, audible to witnesses but unheard by the dead. After the Paddington train crash, the rescue teams spoke of silent carriages pierced by the rings. Today's reports are no exception.

"Every few minutes Luisa Guitierez furiously punched out the number of her husband's mobile telephone," says the Times. "She kept telling herself that her husband would somehow have got off the train, but with every passing hour Senora Guitierez was losing hope. Nicolas
Guitierez, 32, was starting a new job with a Madrid law firm and had joked with his wife that he was going to get there early to make a good impression."

"On many bodies," a doctor is reported as saying in the Guardian, "we could hear the person's mobile phone ringing as we carted them away."

Madrid

Gentle reader,

I assume you have heard about the incident in Madrid.

"There were pieces of train in the street and dead people trapped in the twisted iron," one Madrid resident told BBC News Online.

I heard about it on the radio yesterday morning on my way to work. It was just breaking news then. When I came home, the incident had changed. It expanded...

Ten radio controlled explosions in rush hour packed train stations. The leading suspects are ETA (Euskadi ta Askatasuna) or a branch of al Qaeda. The Spanish government declared three days of national mourning and said schools, museums and the central bank would shut on Friday. King Juan Carlos, often an anchor in times of turbulence, made a sombre television address to the nation.

Last night the death toll was 192.
This morning 198.
And still due to rise.
The bombs were on the trains themselves. If the first train had been on time...

The news will probably only get worse.

look after yourselves,
Will

From the BBC.
1. Atocha station, 0639 GMT: Four bombs explode on a train entering the station. Three blasts on a train inside the station.
2. El Pozo station, 0641 GMT: Two explosions
3. Santa Eugenia station, 0642 GMT: One explosion

Emergency numbers for worried relatives
(00 34) 900 200 222
(00 34) 915 767 000

Info Dump : News

Gentle reader,
Some news for you...

Ash release the first new material from their 4th full-length album
in the shape of the download-only single, "Clones", which is
available with an option to view the video for the song. All details of
the download are available at the band’s website.

The Divine Comedy (also know as Neil Hannon) are (is) back, and with a new album.
'Absent Friends' will be released on March 29th. Written largely over the course of a year which saw the dissolution of the old line up, the birth of Neil's first child, extensive US touring and a move from London to Dublin. These events all contributed to the general subject matter of the album and its title 'Absent Friends.' Neil says, 'Most of the songs employ stories and characters as a framework within which are discussed the loose themes of coming, going and not quite being where you want to be'.


Take care,
Will

Info Dump

Gentle reader,

Another Info Dump, with my usual opinions of what is good and worth seeing.

They are alive! Last seen in the 90s Blink return with a summer release; their "Deep Inside The Sound Of Sadness" album with shows at the Lobby, Cork (March 24) and De Barra's, Clonakilty (March 25).


After the blast from the past, the Opera House, (more or less in
chronological order)...

Fri 12th & Sat 13th March Chez Jack L singing about Love, Sex,
Death and Brel. If you see only one crooner this year... Tickets from: €22.50

Wed 17th March Damien Dempsey Tickets from: €20, but probably
sold out by now. Perosnally I'm not too sure about him live, but he
writes the stuff really well.

Fri 19th March Sharon Shannon. Tickets from: €20. Not my thing,
but she is well known and respected in her field.

Sat 20th March Rubyhorse. Tickets from: €20. The Cork band that
said "feck this for a laugh. Let's head to the US and make it big over
there". And they did. Not too sure if they are back to these showes for
good or just for the week.

Wed 24th March Juliet Turner & Support. Tickets from: €20. Back
from burnign her black suit, with new material and probably a few new
stories too.

Ellen Kent & Opera International present The Chisinau National Opera
returning with two great Puccini masterpieces; Turandot Thurs
25th March, 8pm and Tosca Fri 26th March 8pm. Well it is and Oprea House. Opera

Saturday 27th March The Hothouse Flowers Tickets: €23.
I'm not going to make "Bloomtown" jokes, but they are back, and
apparantly better after their "rest".

Opens Fri 2nd April 7.30pm The Sound of Music. Tickets from: €18.
Totally biased on this one. I know someone in it. No idea what she's
doing in it. Anyway everyone knows the sotry (and probably the tunes by
now) so there is not much point is writing anything else. You either
love it or hate it already. TheatriX are not likely to have any death
threats over this one!

Wednesday 14th April Calexico. Tickets: €25.
Sunday 18th April Joe Dolan. Tickets: €25.

No commehts on these ones. Just mentioning tham and surprised that I
haven't heard anything about these before now.

And so, on to March in the Lobby.

Fri 12th Paul Tiernan €7.
Originally from Cork, Paul is one of the main players
with Interference. He also featured on the music series ‘Other Voices..
Can't remember if I've heard him, but I do know the name.


Sat 13th Adam Snyder €8
New Yorker who joined Mercury Rev in the mid 90’s. At the same time he continued to write his own songs and perform solo. In 2000
he left the Rev, struck out on his own and released his debut album Across
The Pond. Special guest Barry McCormack.
Name recognition from Mercury Rev. He could be terrible, but it's not
that likely is it?

Sat 20th The Pale €10/8
Mathew Devereaux & Co. who are due to release a new album
this year but are also remembered for their hits in the 90’s – Dogs with no
Tails and Butterfly.
Blink, and the Hothouse FLowers are back too. It feels like a 90's
revival. Soone we'll have "I live the first two months of 2004" on the
telly.

Wed 24th Juno Falls €7
In January 2003, the band began writing and recording with musician and record producer Herbie Macken.
The bands single 'This Song is your own' received the highest ever vote of confidence from the listeners of Today
FM's Tom Dunne show, 99.7%
It's the Tom Dunne thing that has them here. A good recomendation to say
the least.

BellX1 have a small bit of an Irish tour on, with Cork showing up in the
guise of a visit on Sunday 28th to the Half Moon. Tickets €14 from the Half Moon Box Office, ph 021 4274308

Berkeley emerge from their winter hibernation of recording (well building their own studio)
and visit Cork on Fri March 26th with Fair Verona in Cypress
Avenue (Old Oak Bar €10) and on Sat 27th March and Sunday March 28th, again with Fair Verona
in DeBarras, Clonakilty (Tel: +35323 3381 Tickets: free).

take care,
Will

Overheard

Only you could think of doing a cost - benifit analysis of spree killers versus serial killers.

Overheard

Ohh It's got a bendy turny thingy
It's called a steering wheel

Overheard

Any relationship based on the use of night-vision goggles is doomed to fail.

The Hills

Gentle reader,

My past is blasting away at me again. I've just been asked by someone I thought I really messed up with, to join something he's doing.

Ah yes, you can trust me to give a complete lack of details but spend ages doing it.

take care,
Will

A full weekend - Sunday

A full weekend - Sunday
Gentle reader,

Every so often fate conspires to make you meet friends that you haven't seen for ages.
I met a friend that I hadn't seen for over a year at the gig on Thursday, and I dumped in to a mutual friend on Sunday.

There I was, walking along Patrick's Street minding my own business, when "You?" "You!" started.
Long time no see and soon it's going to be long time no see for a long time as he's heading to the states (Philadelphia to be exact) to study for a doctorate. He wants to build an Ivory Tower for himself.
My first thought was "you can't be old enough to have finished the bachelors" but there I go. Feeling old again. It's the kind of thing that matches with the phrase, "wait until you have kids" but my thought is "when will I have the chance!)

Anyway, on Thursday Goldbloom asked if I would go to something with him (he needed a wheel man). That something was the Cork heat of Alternative Miss Ireland (AMI).
I'm not too sure of the history of the AMI, so I'm making up something to fill space. The short version is that it's a beauty pageant for drag queens. It's not that simple, one of the winners was a drag king (she dressed up as a man) and last year (I think) the winner was a woman dressed up as a woman. I have no idea if she was playing a character, or being herself.

Anyway, Goldbloom didn't have tickets. So I ended up heading around venues with him. I suspect that was why I was asked...
You see, Goldbloom couldn't resist the opportunity to dress up. Not as a woman, but he did wear a kilt. A kilt with a 70's punk style bondage jacket. Boots with spikes up the front and wrist to elbow leather cuffs. With someone like me at the side wandering around town, I felt like the minder with the stripogram. Actually, he could have done some of that during the evening.
An I'm not allowed to say if anything was under the kilt (I didn't look).

All the pre booked tickets had gone, so off to the queue at the Half Moon Booking office. That was the second surprise of the night for Bambi Thumper was there. Thumper is a bouncer that I got to know through kickboxing and gymnastics (not that odd a combination if you think about it), and I hadn't seen her in about 11 months. Anyway, a quick chat in the freezing cold was held until the ticket agent would see us. (So no good gossip, let alone anything I could pass to you).

With the tickets in our freezing paws, we set off you the front of the Opera House. And another queue. It was freezing. Literally. And stood in front of us were a pair of little old ladies. Now, this is not the first thing I would expect to see at the Alternative Miss Ireland, so full chat mode began.
"My son, Angelique is one of the contestants." this rapping of pronouns is to be expected. Just go with it..
"We came down from Mullingar to see him perform. He's been working really hard at it with his boyfriend, Shelia."
Catherine (the LOL) and the sister arrived in to Cork about three hours before, with most of that time spent trying to find their hotel. They were freezing and patiently waiting for the doors to open. Such is family love.

Also in the queue were another group of people that I hadn't seen for about a year (they were in the same group as Dav and the Philadelphia experimenter).
"Well?"
"George is one of the contestants."
I have no doubt that George will not mind me using her real name. Yes George is female. It's on of those posts. She also happens to be a very good actress and an accomplished improviser (she is a member of Snatch). This means that her character (Virgine A. Lantic) would be a well thought out character full of subtleties.
Yeah right!

About an hour after the queue outside the Opera House began, the doors opened and freezing bodies moved inside.

The show was a mess. Not due to the presenter (Panti is a great host, and I suspect she's been doing it for a while), or the contestants, but the venue.
The Blue Angel (the top bar of the Opera House) has a wonderful view, and a great sound and is a good bar, but it is not designed for a visual medium. The bar is a long rectangle with a huge bite taken out of the middle. The 'stage' the performers were on was at the widest end, leaving most of the audience wedged into the tiny gap on the tooth marks of the bite. This standing only crowd faced a stage, six inched high. Most of the show went unseen purely due to logistics. Someone in the Opera House needs a clout over the ear for this (and there was an empty opera house stage which could have been used. Hmmmh.

To make this brief, the contestants showed up (daywear) to introduce themselves. Then followed a brief chat for a bit of background and banter (the swimwear section) followed by the talent portion of the show (the evening ware). Most of the contestants mimed and / or danced to a backing track. George a.k.a. Miss V. A. Lantic didn't do this. She read a poem, to the tune of John Lennon's Imagine, titled "Imagine there's a Hymen". The originality of the piece (I believe) meant that she won.
So I know a Miss Cork. Her boyfriend was a little shocked (and she was totally gob smacked, until the radio people showed up anyway).

I don't know if she is going to represent Cork at the Alternative Miss Ireland or not (there is something conflicting). I also suspect that I won't be in a position to find out either. Not that I'm going to cry over it. Too many late night are not good for me. besides, Goldbloom had a queue of ladies all trying to find out if he was a Scotsman or not and so I drove and dropped people home.

I still don't know, so don't ask.
Take care,
Will

A full weekend - Saturday

Saturday

Gentle reader,

Every so often you have a gentle weekend. You know. Potter around, not doing much.

Not so this weekend. To begin with, I was picking out a house for size.
At least in theory, that was what I was doing.
I've written here before that I was looking, and well, I've found something. While most of my life revolves around Cork City, I'm choosing Fermoy. It's not that bad a commute, and more importantly, I can afford a decent sized house with the few pennies I have.

Unfortunately, it doesn't exist yet. It's just a green field (well brown and full of caterpillar and JCB thread marks). I was looking at the plans and chatting with an estate agent young enough to make me feel old.
I wonder if I should have looked at property and not computers.
Oh well. I looks like things keep getting changed and altered, but I picked out a position I liked (north / south facing, Sunshine is important after all). however the contracts (with the final plans, don't exist. So a promise of a promise has been made.
Then I went home to figure out how I was going to pay for it all.

That evening was a little less fraught. I went to see Shakers. It's good. It's sort of the follow up to Bouncers in that it's an all female cast, with the main characters working as waitresses in the same club as Bouncers.
If you liked Bouncers you will like this. All I know is I now have to see Bouncers.

Take care,
Will

A full weekend - Last Friday

Gentle reader,

The best laid plans and all that. My plan was, finish work, take a look at the house I'm thinking of buying, head back to Cork and Aldi to pick up things, after that it's off to the gym and then catch a late show in the cinema.

Well its didn't quite work out like that.

The fall out from the gig came first. Lot of congratulations. As I said to one of the other willing victims of the gig "have you had people coming up to you all day going 'good on ya'?" "Yup". It gets embarrassing very quickly.

As soon as work ended, off to Fermoy and house hunting. It took a LOT of hunting. I spent about an hour and a half driving through Fermoy to find where the house would be. Yeah, its a site being prepared for development work. A tip to estate agents everywhere. Put the roads on which the estate will go in the details!

Anyway off to Aldi. Yeah it was one of their specials I was after. I think I mentioned it before there that I'm going to be involved in a long charity cycle, so I thought I ought to get cycle shorts for the training. I got in near their closing time.

By the time I left, it was too late for the gym, so I headed home and watched the TV for a bit. A bit too much. I missed the late show.

Oh well,
Will

A full weekend - Last Friday

Gentle reader,

The best laid plans and all that. My plan was, finish work, take a look at the house I'm thinking of buying, head back to Cork and Aldi to pick up things, after that it's off to the gym and then catch a late show in the cinema.

Well its didn't quite work out like that.

The fall out from the gig came first. Lot of congratulations. As I said to one of the other willing victims of the gig "have you had people coming up to you all day going 'good on ya'?" "Yup". It gets embarrassing very quickly.

As soon as work ended, off to Fermoy and house hunting. It took a LOT of hunting. I spent about an hour and a half driving through Fermoy to find where the house would be. Yeah, its a site being prepared for development work. A tip to estate agents everywhere. Put the roads on which the estate will go in the details!

Anyway off to Aldi. Yeah it was one of their specials I was after. I think I mentioned it before there that I'm going to be involved in a long charity cycle, so I thought I ought to get cycle shorts for the training. I got in near their closing time.

By the time I left, it was too late for the gym, so I headed home and watched the TV for a bit. A bit too much. I missed the late show.

Oh well,
Will

Overheard

Your trail of logic requires a 4-by-4
Or a 2-by-4

A full weekend - Last Thursday Night

Gentle reader,

"You shouldn't be nervous. You've done stuff in the Opera House. You've had over 1,000 people watching you perform."
"Yeah, but I don't know them. It's a whole different level of nervous."

And so it is. When the idea for a band at work doing a charity gig first surfaced, it seemed like a good idea. I'm only doing two songs, not singing for the night. Not a bother. I texted friends telling them about the gig. There was a bit of buzz at work over it.

On the night, the friends showed up! A whole bunch from work was there.

Bugger.

There were bright sides of course. I hadn't seen Dav for about a year, there was a lot of catching up. It's a strange path from the higher end of the UCC English department to the lower end of the banking structure, but there he is. Biding time until he goes to Australia for a while.
"Son of the writer" was there too telling me tales of problems with the show he's in (which clashed with things of mine, so I'm not involved).
And "Goldbloom" also showed up. In addition he asked if I would be willing to play backup for something he wanted to do on Sunday (more later).

The surprise for me was someone I hadn't seen for at least 3 years. "GG". Now most of you know something about GG, he runs the Great Graphics company (hence the nickname for blog purposes of GG. I try to avoid real names unless they ask me). Meaning he produces the Whazon guide each month. The site has been completely updated since last time I looked at it, following a redesign by the new webmistress (I think it's Ruth, but it could have been Rachel).

This was about when I realised just how many people from work were there.

The flight or fight response does not kick in when only faced with a physical threat. A Major threat to your social standing makes the exit signs seem all the more appealing. Of course, flight means not being there when your names is called. Which is worse.

My time arrived.
I went up. Rob started on the guitar.
I took a deep breath.
I opened my mouth.
And sang.

Needless to say, it went well.

The night made €1,271.30 divided between Outreach Moldova and Aid Cancer Treatment.

Now there is talk of us lot doing stuff for the Christmas party.

I'm hiding now,
Will

Under the weather

Gentle reader,

One of the better effects of a fever is the hallucinations. (Which explains my delays in updating things doesn't it). Last night I had a brunette Brittney Spears playing bass while Meg White was on the drums playing Seven Nation Toxic.

If it wasn't the fever, I'm not to sure weather to be scared or impressed.

take care,
Will

Catch up?

Lots to go in. It was a very busy weekend, it started on Thursday, and kept up until 3 this morning.

I'll fill in things (in order) soon...

take care,
Will