Mowing The Lawn! Again!

There is a guy I used to know a very long time ago that uses social networking sites to communicate his thoughts. I am at a loss and wonder why he feels the need to only post about the fact that he has "yet again" had to mow his lawn, or sometimes when he is feeling especially excited he posts that he mowed his "in laws" lawn. Holy Fucking Hell is this as good as it gets for some people. I read it with a morbid fascination in the hope that maybe just maybe he will one day write that he cheated on his wife by fucking the next door neighbours cat and was arrested for espionage. But then again I know it will never happen and his life will only ever be as interesting as just mowing a lawn.

Gary Numan - I die you die

This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view
In Echo Park I
Pause for effect and whisper "who are you?"

They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me
Tear me
Tear me

Now I have your names
Screaming "you will suffer" and "your all too late"
Now I feel young
Does everything stop when the old dame falls?

They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me
Tear me
Tear me

But I'm still frightened by the telephone!

I Keep Forgetting To Mention

Recently I have been asked by readers of this blog about the Peter Kapusi story which was posted some time ago now. I guess I wasn't clear that in conclusion he had in fact;

A. Contacted Me via this blog as a response to the post regarding his once hot teenage arse.

B. Assured me he would stop the nightmares by having a slow dance with me at our school hall one day.

Therefore;

C. I live in hope.

Fletch Is Touring!

Yes Australia, and Tasmania??? I am finding out more details via the DM Husband but as yet nothing. Oh and by touring I mean playing some of his friends songs via a record player. Great huh? Well we will see, well maybe if I can be bothered and he offers to buy me some drinks and nibbles just like in LA but I will live in hope.

R - 101 - Somwhere near Venice - Recorded live from Rome!

That is the new station where the sister is currently broadcasting from. I told her it was a sign and that she should sign with them. 101? DM! Get it!

If you don't then it is Depeche Mode 101 not Danger Mouse!

Finally some old school music instead of all those Gen Y's, perhaps now things might be easier in terms of interviews and perhaps now she may well keep her appointment with Bono I mean how many times can we apologise for her tardiness and opss I left him standing in a bar waiting for me, well now we are in the big league baby, or at least still wearing black and waiting at the bar.

I'm Still Here

I know, I know still here! I have not been able to get the tech head to move my blog just yet of course in the world of the computer nerd other more interesting pursuits have taken a precedence you know important stuff like seeing Tron and playing online games so here I stay until I can get my website in order. In the meantime I have been filling my days with trips to the Sydney Museum where I saw the lovely Amelia who assures me she is looking in to getting me the memorabilia I desired from the recent exhibit at the Powerhouse. Actually she is looking into it lest I smash the case and take it and cause a public mischief. Whilst at the museum Peter and I saw the Edwardian Sydney Summer exhibit and it was quite good although whilst these people were swanning around having picnics and sunning themselves the other half of Sydney were dying of horrid diseases and sweltering in tin sheds.

I also managed to see the exhibit "Sin City" at the Justice and Police Museum, yet another fantastic exhibit that they should be proud of. It was great to see Elizabeth Burton in the interview they had about the Cross. I will be forever kicking myself for not really understanding when I was the subject "art" matter for Elvis Richardson's exhibit all those years ago that I would be alongside such well known and talented individuals such as Elizabeth Burton, all I can blame is my youth, but at least I managed to come up trumps on the opening night and hopefully the Sydney art community fell for my ramblings, at least I hope so.

So all and all a lot of fun and I even, gasp, caught the bus there! I know I couldn't believe it but yes I reverted to my youth and found that in fact there is a reason I no longer catch buses or public transport and that is mainly due to the fact that I always ring the bell too late and have to walk a million miles home from the bus stop. So the only time in the future you will see me at a bus stop is when I will be dancing to it. I don't have a luxury vehicle for nothin!