Not location specific, No rules: Welcome to ILX heaven

My computer has decided to start recognising audio disks after days of pissing me off. This means I am having to rip mp3 with not a fucking care about how/what I'm doing. Hopefully default settings let me find it all tomorrow.

Nick Cave's annoying me. I got Arab Strap on now. Given up on attemptingt o play vinyl. too hard.

OH MY GOD!!!! I JUST OPENED MY AWESOME PATITA PACKAGE!!!!!!!!!!
Many small Chinese toys, probably amply leaded!
A hedgehog that trembles when you pull his string!
A beautiful little book of Angkor Wat photos!
A postcard of an Austin pool that is threatened with runoff pollution!
An inflatable fish!
Other stuff!

God, I love the trembling hedgehog.

Patita, I am mailing you a package! I got a printer ink cartridge from Amazon that came, of course, packed with air-balloons in a way-too-big box, and something made me save the box and the air-balloony things. Now I know why! We should all recycle the stupid packaging thus.

Arab Strap's The Last Romance is one of my faves, esp. There Is No Ending. I played it over and over and over last summer.

Last Romance is an under-rated classic AS album. Fuck breaking new ground, they did what they did best.

Has anyone ever joined Laurie Anderson's 'O Superman (for Massenet)' and Art of Noise's 'Moments in Love' together? Someone should. I'd buy it if it sounded anything remotely like as good as it is in my head.

IT'S PAST TWO IN THE MORNING!

I better turn in.

Goodnight Beth, thanks for tolerating my drunkenness.

YAY Beth! I mailed out a bunch of packages and that's 2 that have been received. Those air pillow things totally rock for random thing-sending. I can't wait to see what you can pack in a box :)

Sam, I have the land-based equivalent here for you.

If you ever make it here, you should see Barton Springs Pool. There's a little salamander that lives there that's found nowhere else in the world!

I wish I was like this while drunk posting. Instead, the revived "My Cleaner Stinks" thread shows what I end up doing. :-(

I look forward to tales of extreme onimoedness in about an hour when he finally gets up. Had he not said he was out of beer, I would be betting on something like the last ATP when "I overdid it a bit yesterday, I'm going to pace myself properly today" was immediately followed by "does anyone else want a can?".

Then again, I have blinkered hindsight.

<cough>Last Christmas, putting the Suicide album on at 5 in the morning round onimo's having drunk pretty much everything in the house.</cough>

I look forward to tales of extreme onimoedness in about an hour when he finally gets up

-- aldo, Saturday, 8 September 2007 10:21

Ok that's spooky!

I have v sore head and an achey breaky neck. I'm testing my stomach's resolve with peanut butter on wholemeal toast :/

I linked to the smelly cleaner thread on the "take off your shoes" thread. So I'm the kind of drunk poster who inspires people to revive threads we'd rather leave buried.

I'm now going to read whatever I typed last night.

Jesus, the things that happen on this thread when I'm asleep. It's mad! It's like you're all real people with lives and so on.

That's wasn't too bad. Now I need to look at pink links and see where else I've been spreading the good news.

Drunk or not this is a great idea: Has anyone ever joined Laurie Anderson's 'O Superman (for Massenet)' and Art of Noise's 'Moments in Love' together? Someone should.

<cough>Last Christmas, putting the Suicide album on at 5 in the morning round onimo's having drunk pretty much everything in the house.</cough>

-- aldo

There's never a bad time to play the Suicide album but it's usually best left until your totally hammered and Mrs O has given up on any pretension at listening to us and gone to bed.

Hi dere accentmonkey. Posting drunk from yr house on a Friday evening doesn't really qualify as "having a life", I don't think.

I'm supposed to be tidying up while Mrs O's taking my son to karate. So far I've managed to mess things up a little bit more :(

Hi dere accentmonkey. Posting drunk from yr house on a Friday evening doesn't really qualify as "having a life", I don't think.

Ha! How about going to bed sober at 11 pm on a Friday, having been at home all day?

Get cleaning!

Oh man, UK Gold is having a Dr. Who marathon and I have to work today. Goldarn it.

Looks like it's all Ecclescake episodes, got them on DVD.

I am toying with Not Drinking today. Problem is the footie's on Sky, which I don't have. Going to the pub and Not Drinking feels wrong to me.

Mrs O's taking the kids to the Viking Festival in Largs. It's good fun and I should really go with them but I don't want to miss the Scotland game :/

Take a drink.

Looks like it's all Ecclescake episodes, got them on DVD.

Well, look at you.

Do you have a friend who has Sky so you can avoid going to the pub? My brother has Sky and lives in Glasgow. You will have to make friends with him.

I'm going to be so hungover tomorrow. Or 'onimo-ed' as kev_lol says.

Looool where as I feel fresh as a daisy! YAY sobriety.

I'm up as well. Already cleaned the kitchen! Mr BP made dinner, which always involves heroic numbers of roasting pans.

Sorry I disappeared on you Onimo. Shooter beckoned. Not a bad movie. Love the white ghillie-suit scene. The book is superior, though, really bringing you into the sniper-mind, and the complexities of the Donnie back-story.

working on a saturday!

Beaching here, if it isn't too windy.

oooh nice

Too Onimo-ed last night. Not physically, just mentally. staying up too late and sleeping too late (I was in bed until nine today! late for me) really messes with my energy and mood. boo.

mmmmmm soup. it's too hot out for soup but it's cold in the office so who cares.

i really have such a deep reverence for soup

Windy at the beach, but for a while it was fine. It was a warm wind. Then the sandblasting got a little ouchy and we had to pack it in.

I'm not really into soup honestly. But when it's starts cooling down I'm all about the chili.

Just had some brats and am about to make a sour cherry pie. num!

Just had some brats? You mean you just delivered triplets and right away you leap up to bake a pie? I bow down in awe.

honestly. mmmm chilllllllllllli

ugh i want some ! ! !

no no: what i really want

is a big pile of crudite with some kind of summery creamy dip. oh my god and champagne. in a field. in england. with pretty women drinking with me.

?

Just had some brats? You mean you just delivered triplets

Yep and I ate 'em up in a bun smothered with brown mustard. nummmm

ewwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!

The wurst kind of brats.
I just walked the dog on one of the woodland trails near my house and harvested a few wild hazelnuts. I'm going to try roasting them.

wow that sounds really like, not here.

and great.

Oooh! They were yummy tiny guys! I put them in the roasting pan with some leftover chicken that we reheated. I'll going out on a real foraging walk soon. The squirrels get most of them—I got lucky. Most of the clusters I saw were still green. And the wild grapes are still way sour.
I'm getting ready for end-of-days dystopian future when they sink the ferry to the mainland and we have to live on mussels, periwinkles and trapped chipmunks.

AND I ate a bunch of elderberries on the path to the beach! They dyed my tongue a fabulous purple!

Soon I will grow hair all over my body.

MORE hair, that is.

hahahahahahahahah

wow saturday nights are so cool. i feel like ppl don't really bother each other on saturday nights, u know? everyones like OK something in my life is important right now but i'm not gonna bother myself or anyone else with it.

right?

Saturday night after working out in the garden and completing the great Mr. Patita eyeglasses hunt = happy fuzzy, with a parrot on the shoulder (aka like most nights but more tired)

saturday night is the night not to worry, there's always hangover day tomorrow.

=) sounds nice

If they really did sink the ferry we'd spend all winter eating eels. My grandma likes to tell the story about how fortunate she felt during the depression cuz they knew they'd always have plenty of eels to eat. Blech.

I knew an old guy in NL who felt fortunate cuz he always had plenty of cats to eat during WWII. I hope I never endure famine. Although there was a time without money when I lived on blackberry pies in Oregon. We just bought flour and sugar.

just got back from a week away in Spain with my gf. was a great holiday, managed to get a suntan and basically did nothing all day except read/swim then had nice meals out in the evening. got a few hundred pages further in Robert Musil's "The Man Without Qualities" which I am enjoying massively. here's some pictures

the view from the apartmenthttp://farm2.static.flickr.com/1212/1349730711_85b91ffb6d.jpg

me http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1136/1350619610_597ffce67c.jpg

lindsay
http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1232/1350618046_607484d038.jpg