Rambolic

Oh yes, he’s here:

I’m sat listening to Tommy Emmanuel after being out with my parents to the local pub.  It’s completely not my kind of night out, but they keep asking me.  I saw an old friend, Allen, and spoke to him about our love for listening to and making music.  He’s 67 now, and is always singing.  He’s good at it too.  I also saw my old schoolfriend Nichola who I’ve seen just a couple of times since I left school.  That reminds me – via the gift of Facebook I’m back in touch with my old schoolfriend Antony so we need to get together, play Pro Evo and down some beers or something.

I had a text from Michelle earlier tonight telling me to get over to York and I wish I’d done that instead.  Sounds like she had a top night, and I could’ve been kipping in a two storey suite!  Damnit…  Hey well.  York’s one of my favourite places to be so maybe we’ll go some other time.

Friday night was spent at Ste’s playing Rock Band with Jodie and Gregs.  It’s about time it had a release here.  At least they gave us the full back catalogue to download.  Was an awesome night, mostly pissing ourselves at Gregs’ “singing!”  Ste lives in North Yorkshire though, so I lose half a tank of petrol if I go… the state of the price of oil now it’s an expensive do!

I’ve got the week off now.  Michelle quite rightly pointed out that it’s James’ last week and since the new guy’s not up to speed now’s the only time in the near future I’ll get time to take holidays.  It also buys me some time to finish the task I was given at work.  It seems I annoyed the directors at work with that.  I was told that I was arrogant and self-righteous, and to get my head out of my arse.  Sometimes it seems that my opinions aren’t valid.  No, actually… it seems that they aren’t even considered, which is strange because after said argument the itinery changed to the one I suggested.

Champions League Final was an awesome match, what I saw of it.  I was hoping for a blues win.  Both sides played well.  Things got a little out of hand in extra time, but I think everybody was tired and bitchy.  I’m too tired to go into details, but it was a good match.  It’s a shame it went to penalties as I don’t believe it’s a good way to determine the winner.

Well, it’s late so I’m offski.

Does anybody else move their arms above and below their waistline to watch the blood run to your veins and back out again?  Maybe it’s just me.

I’m getting slack again with the blogging.  Hey well.  A brief history in time (a book I’ve not read but keep meaning to, after I’ve read the book currently on my bedside cabinet – The Fabric of The Cosmos… going slightly off-topic) would involve me explaining the themed international housewarming I went to a week last Saturday.  Clare’s just bought the house she was renting so she decided to throw one of her infamous themed parties.  I had weeks of notice but ten minutes before leaving I still had no idea what to go as, so I went as Baghdad.  As Tom said before I arrived, “wouldn’t it be hilarious if he turned up covered in bags and pictures of his Dad??” which just so happened to be what I did.  It was a bit of a late affair, the latter of which I don’t recall.  Anybody who has me on Facebook will see the pics.

No more gigs have been watched, unfortunately, and I’m staring to miss live music again.  I need to pick up my guitar more often.  The Mac’s still broken and I want it replacing, though that’s increasingly unlikely.  I still need to order the warranty.  I must sort that.

I’ve been playing a bit of GTA IV this week – recommend it to anybody – it’s a great storyline and very amusing!  The map it huge and I bet I’ve only seen about a quarter of it.  I also saw Iron Man last week – excellent movie!  But then I like most of Robert Downey Jr’s stuff.  Can’t wait for Tropic Thunder!

Today I ordered pizza and the delivery guy turned up and pointed at my t-shirt (it has an Edimax logo on it) and proceeded to converse with me.  He was deaf, so it kind of reminded me of working with Bijan years ago.  It was kind of odd to be honest.  It’s not often you stand on your doorstep talking to random delivery drivers, but to converse with a deaf guy when you don’t know any (British) sign language… well, it’s tricky.  I really should learn to sign.  Maybe I’ll look into that.  He was a sound guy anyway.  Oh, talk about unintentional bad taste pun of the week.

Nothing too interesting has happened, but I’m bored. Haven’t wanted to work all this week, and not been quite with it anyway, so apologies to anyone who’s been talking to me for a few minutes only to get the response “huh?” I’m feeling a lot better now – bonus!

One of the directors at work invited me to a charity meal and performance. I was a bit dubious about seeing an Elvis impersonator (!!) but I enjoyed it. A few drinks and a smoke… I don’t smoke, but it’s all good in moderation. I might go for a shisha next week or something. That’s if Markaz hasn’t been closed down because of the smoking ban. It still baffles me how a joint opened for smoking (no pun intended, I swear) can be threatened with closure because they’re not complying. It’s like closing down a swimming pool because someone might not like water. If you don’t like it, don’t go.

I got my 5 free HD-DVDs from Microsoft yesterday! They’ll make for some fancy beer coasters. Damn ye oh the Ray of Blu. Damn ye to hell. I heard the Xbox drives are selling for about £35 new now. What was it they said about the PS3 when it came out? “It looks like a bread bin. The only problem is there’s no bread to put in it.”

Anyway, I need the foods (oh yes, the appetite is back), and there’s important guitaring to be done. Wow, this post’s tagtastic.