Of course these photos only show some of the golden moments and not the other 95% of each 24hrs that are difficult and stressful. But it’s definitely not ho-hum—not just a variation on something else I’ve done before. This is all new. Here, he shall be known as Baby G.
One of us (it wasn’t me) had the tiniest of bingles last week. It left no mark of consequence on out car but another car got a scratch so an insurance claim had to be made. And so for a few days while our car is in the smash repair place I have been driving a rented corolla toyota, which is much more plush than what I am used to. The one thing I do like is that it is quieter inside the cabin. That’s good for listening to music but can make those awkward silences more pronounced if you’re giving someone a lift and don’t know what to talk about. I actually prefer that I can feel what the smaller engine is doing in my crude little micra.
This week in commuter news: both going up and coming back I was over-taken by a Smarties-green (_old_ Smarties-green) original Beetle with club plates. Nice to see there’s at least one person out there that doesn’t care for the preciousness of old things, or speed limits.
Whenever I hear ‘Warm Leatherette’ by The Normal it makes me think of the death of Princess Di and I don’t half wonder if The Normal were time travellers.
We’ve been watching a lot of Mayday or Air Crash Investigation or whatever it’s called. It’s one of those not-so-heavy doco series and it’s about planes crashing. Most of season one is on youtube but I ended up downloading the first five seasons. And as soon as we started watching the full versions of episodes there’s all this swearing included. They do these recreations of what happened in the cockpit. If the conversation gets to “… Can you see it? I can’t fucken see it… I tell you this controller… ” then crashing is not far off.
In in utero baby news, baby moving limbs around in there does look a heck of a lot like Sigourney Weaver’s nightmare from Aliens and Elvis’ version of Blue Moon from the Sun Sessions album gets him moving. I prefer Mystery Train but whatever.
The last 9 months or so I’ve been riding my bike the 15-20mins to work. Being able to do this is one of the nice things when comparing working here to when I was in Korea. It’s just the right speed – fast compared to walking but slow enough that I can have a good look around while moving.
Sadly it will be coming to an end in a month or so as I am taking up another job which will require me to drive a car on the freeway and into the bleak outer-west of Melbourne. At least it will give me a chance to listen to music regularly again.
That’s right I am so off the track that I am finding out things from the canned radio in the supermarket now. The Harlem Shuffle, from The Stones’ fallow period was actually originally done by a couple of chaps called
Also, the jukebox in my head randomly threw on Poison Ivy so I looked that up and that was originally done by The Coasters who also did this great song Smokey Joe’s Cafe (starts at 5:41 secs).
Lastly, partly because they’re local and also because it rocks, First And Last Men by ORB.
I have been meaning to say for several months now that american politics is way more interesting than australian politics at the moment. Yes we have an election but the choice we have here is a. a crafty moderate conservative who knows how to play cards and a guy that has less charisma than two planks of wood. I watched part of the televised debate last weekend and it reminded me of *Kang & Kodos*.
The presidential nominations are interesting but also sadly doomed. Parliamentary politics usually only attracts the power-addicted and the corrupt. But the guy running for the democrat nomination, Bernie Sanders seems to be a genuine, honest person. I can’t say I’ve ever really seen this kind of person in politics before. And he’s actually been in the Congress for decades.
Sarah Silverman explains it much better than me:
Unfortunately the nomination process is undemocratic and corrupt so it doesn’t look like he’ll make it.
Part of the reason why I haven’t written on here in so long is because I have some really big news and didn’t know how to put it here amongst all the fiddle-fuddle. The jong and I are pregnant. By the start of August there should be three of us here. It’s a pretty big move. I’m still not sure how I will go handling it. But I have got more in the swing of it since first finding out in Nov/Dec. I’m sure that we will have a great time doing normal and nerdy things. And now there is someone to pass on my 1974 tele deluxe to when I eventually die.
Unfortunately the link aggregator site delicious.com might be starting to tank. I have used it for several years as a convenient way to collect/ bookmark interesting things that pop up on the net and then post the feed here on the side bar. All was well until a month ago when they said they needed to insert an ad into the feed to help pay the upkeep. This is the downside of third party bits on the website. I have put it further down the sidebar because I am not interested in a three week diet.
Here is an interesting article on how bass frequencies are an important part of music. I was reminded of this last week at Pakofest. The Chinese contingent came past with a guy fast-hammering a traditional sort of bass drum. Even 30 to 40 feet away I could still feel it resonating in my chest and triggering adrenaline.
While I fiddle-fuddle around with six string electric guitars, I am really not good at playing it. I <3 bass guitar.