Hello again iiwiiers
When I went for a coffee today there was some good music on, different to normal, the first thing I noticed was This Is The One by The Stone Roses, I was a little suprised (not that much) to notice how well I knew it, for instance to the extent of knowing in the bits that repeat the title a lot where it was 'this is the one' and 'oh this is the one' almost every time. The was some Charlatans and I forget what else on later. I don't know if it's because Andy The Singer Out Of Naked Red was working today. I stayed for a second coffee partly because I was digging the sounds, man. And good job too, as during the second I had the amusing sight of three stupid kids coming in doing a very silly pseudo grown-up walk and trying to buy booze, not being able to produce ID and then keeping up the pretense on leaving, making pathetic pretend 'why did we come out without our ID?' type conversation with each other. Well, one was. I shouldn't blame the other two really, I'm sure he was improvising. Although they're all to blame for the foolishness. And for giving me a damn good laugh!
You may enjoy a nice little piece in The Observer by the lovely David Mitchell making the case for paying MPs a shitload more money.
I was heartened today to read about a big anti-Berlusconi, anti-right-wing demonstration in Rome. It is so tempting to say 'it's nice to hear for once about the sizeable minority of Italians who aren't fascists' but it would be so wrong. Just because 'Mr Berlusconi still enjoys a clear lead in the opinion polls' doesn't mean most Italians are fascists! Most of them are probably just racists! No, stop it! That's wrong too! There's probably a perfectly innocent reason why they think it was a great idea of his to electronically tag all gypsy babies at birth or whatever it is he's doing.
I forgot to say, I noticed the clocks going back an hour earlier. That's a quaint old expression. You know, when I was young you literally had to put the clocks back an hour manually. That's when we still had clocks, of course. Anyway, it struck me that it's a bit stupid. If people at a certain date each year want to shift everything an hour, why doesn't everyone get up an hour later, open their shops an hour later, work at the office ten till six et cetera et cetera? Having to alter the time, that seams pretty weak to me. People should try to be more mentally disciplined.
Read a lot of places yesterday (before It Is What It Is) about people in space solving all their mental problems in the future with special dvds. You know the sort of thing. "If you're watching this bit you must be starting to get obsessed with the idea of getting your knob out in the vacuum of space. Well don't, it's dangerous. Have a nice bath, oh you can't. Go for a walk, oh you can't, at least not inside, and you can't be trusted outside at the moment. Go into the airlock and do those relaxation excercises you were taught, think about beach or something. If you selected the wrong bit and don't have any desire to get your knob out in the vacuum of space, go to track 39 where I'll tell you how to stop selecting the wrong bit." Anyway, that wasn't very interesting, what was interesting was the information that in the eighties a mission on Salyut 7 had to be abandoned because the commander was spending hours looking out of portholes and seemed disinterested in his work. I wonder what his work was. Perhaps he was just normal.
And finally, Flake blasts proposed ethanol bailout - you expect people to take financial advice from a bar of chocolate? Fuck off!
that's all from me for now
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