Viva Las Vegas !
February 11, 2006
In early 2001 I knew I’d be going to the NAB convention in Las Vegas that following April. Having some air miles to use and with some recent events I knew my better half deserved some fun.
I booked an Elvis wedding at the Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel.
Herself didn’t know anything about it. I told her that we were being taken to lunch and a car was picking us up. The stretch limo arrived and we stepped out of the heat of the desert into the air conditioned limo. I got down on one knee and asked her if she’d marry me again. “Get off the floor you fool , the driver wants to go”.
I don’t think we’ve ever laughed so much together.
Every time I see your face it reminds me of the places we used to go
February 11, 2006
Monday I’ve Got Friday On My Mind
February 10, 2006
This is friday.
We Can Work It Out
January 16, 2006
I ventured back into the gym today. In an attempt not to look too sad I waited until the first couple weeks of new years resolutions had passed.
As I type my shoulders ache. I ran for 30 minutes and covered almost 4km. I don’t know if that’s good. That’s the thing with gyms for non-sport-athlete types like me. What I want to measure if the weight I’m supposed to be losing. My 34″ waist needs to come down to about 33″ and I’d like to get back to no more than 11 and half stone.
My 12 stone mass and broader-than-it-needs-to-be girth needs to be dealt with before it becomes a massive challenge. I think it’s still possible.
What I’d like to see in the gym is a machine that tells me after each session how far I’ve progressed and what is my likely due date…
Is that too much to ask for ?
Happy Families
January 7, 2006
I spoke to my father for the first time in over 4 years today. I hope i’m not making a mistake.
Talking about The lowest scam – Dateline NBC – MSNBC.com
January 6, 2006
I’m speechless. 
The financial institutions are guilty. But nothing will happen to those bastards.
Oh. Happy New Year 
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You can ring my bell
December 19, 2005
This is christmas… So far…
5705… but there’s no reply… I keep calling… 5705
December 19, 2005
I got this new phone and it lets me send email and photos to the blog. You can expect to see a bit more of this over the coming months…
The Dream Is Over
December 8, 2005
I was out sick from school with a flu or something.
My mum had just come home from walking my kid brothers & sister to school and I was sitting in the house looking for something (anything !) on the telly.
This was 1980… sod all to watch at 9:00am that wasn’t educational.
I was a big fan when I was a kid. I’d just turned 14 that summer and while my mates were all getting into 2-Tone and New Romantic I was stubbornly sticking to my guns.
Got a few beatings after school for that 🙂
She said “did you hear about John Lennon on the radio ?”.
My first thought was that he had done something outrageous. I knew he was active again because I’d heard about the Double Fantasy album.
The image of ‘Sometime in New York City’ came into my mind – I thought that the fake images of Richard Nixon dancing naked were oh-so-political and daring.
He’s been murdered.
I grew up a bit that day. Your heroes die. Shite. Nobody told me.
Mum was tolerant of my endless playing of their songs on my cheap guitar and wasn’t surprised when I wore out my Abbey Road cassette from trying to learn the solo on George’s “Something”.
I played Paul’s “Blackbird” at her funeral couple of years ago. I like to think she’s somewhere now giving Lennon a hard time because I preferred playing his songs over doing my homework.
The endless battle between that guitar, those cassettes and my schoolbag.
Dear God, hope you got the message…
November 22, 2005
Ben came downstairs Sunday night. Primarily because our friend (and his hero) Matt was visiting.
He was frightened. Not by anything in particular and as it happens by nothing at all.
Like a brave little man though he did try all the usual solutions but to no avail.
It’s just not fair – he even tried telling God but that didn’t work because it’s daytime in America now and God is over there so couldn’t hear Ben.
blue eyed dressed for every situation 