Smited

When you get a puncture on the way home from work you're unlucky. When you get two within the space of a mile you know you've somehow pissed off The Big Man. Don't ask me how, cause I thought I was going OK at the moment.

I even spent a fair amount of Saturday with a hot bird, trying to persuade her to go out with me. OK ok .. admittedly it was a sparrow (or some other small feathered type of bird) but even she was having none of it. Somehow (between Friday night and Saturday morning) she'd managed to get into the close, and was flapping about in rather a distressed way. And before you ask it was rather a hot day.

Anyhow, I tried various methods of guiding her down 2 flights of stairs, along a corridor and out into the street but none succeeded. Not leaving the door open and hiding, not chasing with a broom, not making coo'ing sounds from the door (ok, so that was a long shot). Even coaxing her with some bread had no effect. But to be fair ... I can't really see a bird chasing a bit of bread. A dog, maybe .. but not a bird.

Eventually she did make her own way out, after I gave up and propped the main door open with some junk mail (see it IS useful) and went inside to get some coffee.

So, after trying to help the little birdy, quite why the big geezer would be pissed at me is a mystery. Maybe he's just in a bad mood. Still, surely that's all my bad luck used up and I should be onto a run of good luck now. None the less, my cunning plan of carrying 1 spare inner tube for my bike needs re-thought. While the 6 mile hike was not too unpleasant, I'd rather not be doing it again anytime soon. Moo.

Gettin' funky

After another trying week of work (or something like that anyhow) Friday night was taken up by a trip to The Arches to watch a mates band, The Mosa Funk Club (go download their tracks if you haven't already) where they were playing The Funk Room.

Situated underneath (as near as, dammit) Glasgow Central station, you'd be forgiven to thinking that the place was a dirty, smelly dive, however you'd be very wrong indeed. As the name would suggest, it is situated in the arches under the tracks, and is in fact 3 large arches. One of the arches is the restaurant and bar, the next is generally empty (and used for functions I believe) and the 3rd is the venue.

Before we toddled along to see the Mosa Funk Club we popped into the restaurant (we being Thomas and me, since everyone else made up some lame-ass excuse) for a spot of food. I had a most tasty seafood bake which amused Thomas no end as he watched me used one of those nut-cracker things on a half lobster. Had to work for it, but man was it tasty. As always, the food was excellent if a little on the pricey side.

After this we made out way round to the Venue (via a pub). Friday was the first time I'd actually been in venue part of the arches and I was mightily impressed. A bar was situated at the end of the arch with the stage at the other. Prices in the bar were not too extortionate and the sound and lighting were very good for a enclosed stone ... er ... tunnel I guess. The place was in very good nick and very clean. Other venues should take note. :)

The gig itself was also most excellent. The Mosa lot were third up, after some odd group with a strange woman and another group that actually used a Keytar. It was almost like being back in the 80s (Not that I went to gigs in the 80s). The Mosa lot were as excellent as usual. This was the first time I'd seen them with their new singer and I was most impressed. (More photos here, with ones from Friday night here. Nice one Thomas).

So Friday was most pleasing. If you haven't seen The Mosa Funk Club live then do so. Upcoming gigs listed here. Do it. Do it NOW! Moo!

Horsing around

So, other than being busy at work, what have I been up to? Well ... arranging FO stuff with Andy, providing tech support to parents, getting pissed off with boss and ... most importantly ... playing the new Animaniacs game, The Great Edgar Hunt which is super-splendid. Great to get some see some new Animaniacs for a change.

Now here's where I go into a big rant about Warner Bros. Why the hell did they ever cancle the Animaniacs? They were the funniest thing WB ever produced. Packed full of humour which kept both the kids and adults entertained. If only they would bring them back! Or even release them on DVD. They'd make a fortune.

So, if you've got a PS2, away and grab a copy. Brand new copies are cheap on eBay if you're short on the ole' cash. And if you don't have a PS2 you can nab one of them on eBay too. It's worth it .. trust me. Yakko is smart, Dot is cute and Wakko is odd (and wears no pants!). And YOU need to get it. Do it. NOW!

Faboo! Moo.

Overdue update

Yikes, just over a week. Where does the time go? I suppose the majority of it was taken up by sleeping and working, both of which I could happily do without. Actually, wait. Not sleep. While the actual sleepage part is nothing special (apart from the whole recharging thing) the just-woken-up bit is worth the 8hours of nothingness that precedes it. Even if it's too hot or cold when you goto bed, when you wake up in the morning it's always just the right temperature. Mmmm.

And this morning was no exception. My gord, I was uber-tired when I woke up and it's was dragging my lazy fat out of bed was the hardest thing I've done in a long time. I was planning to cycle in this morning which, needless to say, never happened. Maybe tomorrow (I'll want to settle down, until tomorrow I'll just keep moving on).

So, even though there's been no post since last Sunday, not a lot has happened really. Some work (too much), some sleep (not enough), some PC fixing for parents (too much), some beer (not enough), some shopping (to much), some photography (not enough), some housework (too much) and some cycling (not enough). That pretty much sums it up.

Went to the Pollok Park Family Day which, despite me not being a family was rather good. Had a fair amount of stuff to do and see, and I got some photos of a horse shoeing and other random shots (Plus more cow photos, obviously). My only complaint was that I was (apparently) too big to be allowed into the bouncy-castle world. Moo. :(