today, I...

...missed the tour of britain coming through the village because I forgot

...'m off on holiday

...'m back from holiday

stood on a wet, dead, pigeon.

Co..Cou...Could you possibly rewind and come again?

Stood on a wet, crunched, snail.

I can't believe I have to explain this. How much love I have for "After The Night Falls" padded piano L.P. on the Darla label. Was a present for my Grandad and Nana. By Robin Guthrie and Harold Budd. Just absolutely fascinating sonics. A lesson in reverb.

(This post was last modified: 19th September 2017, 17:47 by Muttley.)

Made some of the opening chapters to the art I have want to know.

...feel vaguely angry about everything

"It's the drugs, Eddie. They're not there!"

...am not listening to metal.

I went to the Beehive Carterton for a pulled pork and red onion baguette with chips and salad. And even though I don't really bother with drinking today, decided after a lime cordial to miss kickboxing tonight out. I think the successful half a mile run without stopping on the way home made i feel significantly better.

...studied the Three Knights with 3...Bc5

I found out the local Adam's Orchard is going to be turned into an Italian Restaurant.

...studied the Three Knights with 3...Bc5

and I am still doing that

I watched the pilot for Rick And Morty on Netflix.

It's hilarious.

...upgraded the forum and gave it a lick of new paint

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Today I feel hungover but all I did was go into Oxford without alcohol...i love exotic fruit softies.
16 crayfish sticks and 2 pieces fruit before dinner.
Lots of cuddles with my sweetie.
I plan later today to keep listening to new combinations of sounds.

...upgraded the forum and gave it a lick of new paint

...upgraded the forum and gave it a lick of new paint

 

Music critic for the Tally Ho

I had someone unknown knock on my door hanger at 11pm; as a result I dreamt an alternative reality to nothingwas. It's interesting when I only remember nothing. In some respects it eradicated the aspect of nascent boredom. In others it highlights how I need to look after my inner drone self. There is always another reality at play; I refuse to think simply inside myself. 
The reason I lock up early late at night and wait for a collision course with danger is my nascent fascination with life's unsightly bad side, born out of my temporal going insane because everything is too peachy for words.

xxx

I am listening to an amazing relaxing classics cd from the animal sanctuary shop. it had a string piece I covered on "internal dialogue lp", and a faure score opening it which was used in hiphop by xzibit and Eminem ("mockingbird"), plus "the heart asks for pleasure first (the piano)" and of course "gymnopedie no.1" by erik satie.

I am wishing Lorry (Sir Loris Of Crowthorne, oldskool SC) a happy birthday. :beer: :beer:
Chutney it up young chap!