the same orders were given by her” … “it’s the home of police that hit black boys on mopeds”

a voice from too many lifetimes ago, singing truths that I fear have sadly turned out to be fact. Sinead from the song ‘black boys on mopeds’ …

had the joyous ability to run youtube videos thru my PS3, so I was watching/listening to Sinead on ‘mother’ from Pink Floyd’s The Wall at The Wall concert, circa 1991 – 20 years has it been? wowsers…

could explain ed ludwig’s kickin afro I recently saw. or perhaps that was the drugs.

migraine drugs, which do a fabulous job of making the stabbing pain in the back of my left eye go away (yay!); not as good at leaving me anything other than a tired zombie after though (boo)

so i sit and listen to music in earphones that are really really good, while enjoying a cool drink that I made using this:

A cocktail? well, no … needed to chill the ginger ale I was making my shandy with – tada! using tools – it’s what makes me smarter than the average bear.

a respectably chilled shandy, a mp3 mix from ’06 or so (sounding excellent), and an update at the temple of the blogosphere – oh, and blue being soooooo good and protective when I’m a drooling bafoon laying about in bed – all pretty damn good if I do say so myself.

Have I mentioned that I’ve been culling my photos (at least for size – woot – 40+gb recovered and going strong!!) and it’s been kinda cool to glance over the last year and a half. Being out to Seattle to see blood, the tacoma glass museum, matt and jo-anne’s wedding, blood’s visit to d’town and a run to DC for a RALLY; all so very very cool. Hope you all take time to reflect on good things that have gone past…

Ok – think I need to get to other ‘to dos’ tonight – but wanted to say ‘hey there’ …
have you seen my dog?