I shout for history!

Well I’m glad that whole swine flu thing sorted itself out. Although I think part of me was disappointed it didn’t end up like this:

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But when the world, in all it’s supreme idiocy decided that we can’t call it swine flu any more because it was hurting pork sales, they should’ve come to _me_, _me Jerry_ to think up a new name. I saw a bit of news that was showing how ground zero was an industrial pig farm down in old Mexico — reminded me of the chaco chicken episode of The X Files. And so, it should’ve been renamed, “You Greedy Pig! flu” after the greedy capos who are responsible for it. I’ll bet it was a result of them making pigs eat pigs.

As part of my grungy researchen I’m reading the book, _Our Band Could Be Your Life_ by Michael Azerrad. Real good. Definite pattern of -band rises — band peaks – band declines. Of course I’d always known of sonic youth and a few of the others, but the best chapter I’ve read so far has been on The Minutemen. They seemed really cool. Been listening to ‘Double Nickels on the Dime” – very different in some ways.


The last WW2 submarine movie I watched was a gooden – ‘We dive at dawn’ – this was in part the reason why I have been trawling through this odd little subgenre. I had this faint fragment of a memory of watching some old b&w film one night in Geelong where there was a sub at dock that was being refuelled. This was that movie. It’s English. The English are so quaint.

The next era is cold war. Watched two already – The Bedford Incident, which sounds English, but is actually american, or maybe — it has some american actors and an english guy pretending to be german. It was filmed in england.  There was a touch of Dr.Strangelove style humour in there, but mostly it was pretty serious, and it was about how accidentally nuking the planet is a serious issue.

The other was right out the other end. It was cold war/UFO fusionfood. As much as I like UFOs I had to turn it off halfway through because I was tired and there was no real submarines in it. It was just people in a studio. Plus it was pretending that spaceage gigantic submarines existed, which they don’t.

I’m Back!!!

That’s right my friends, sunny breaks is back on track, ready to get those big wheels rollin, rollin rollin on the river.

I finished my study for the year last Friday afternoon. It wasn’t a particularly auspicious ending – in fact I’ll be damn lucky if I pass that exam I wrote. But everything else has been so terribly backlogged this last three months that it’s hard not to celebrate. Celebrate by cleaning the bath, by trynna find a new job, by passing a kidney stone.

I can’t confirm that that’s what happened but I’m pretty sure. All week I was feeling a little funny and then last night it came to a head when I suffererd these intense pains in my right-back kidney. I didn’t think I was going to die, but I did think I was headed for the hospital er room — 11pm. But just as I’d admitted the pain was too much for me, it ceased.  But not before I completely heaved my guts.

I used to be so good a vomiting. I would be able to get it all in the bowl – but while not as long as the last winning streak (9 years) this one, (2.5 years) was still quite a while between rides on the porcelain night train. It was quick. It was violent. It was thorough. I burst a blood vessel in my left eyelid.

All the innards have been feeling better today — thank god.