The promise of some semi-permanent freelance work yesterday was a real uplift and boost to the confidence. It was the ideal start to 2005. While I am not going to get rich, it will keep the wolves from the door. A new piece of office furniture arrived at Chez Lock and I spent the afternoon assembling it. Now my work/recording room looks very “professional”. 🙂
Took the Christmas decorations down. 🙁 That was depressing. Where did Christmas go? I know it happened, but it felt like it was over really quickly this year. The time is like water flowing through my fingers…that scares me.
Today, the new fridge arrived and our old monstrosity was taken away. Hurrah! I just unpacked and installed the new beast in the space provided. During the process, I inadvertantly sliced my thumb open on something sharp. I didn’t notice and was only drawn to the spurting crimson cascade when I noticed vermillion smears all down the front of the new appliance. Now my thumb decides to smart!
Just got to the let the fridge stand for two hours before I can switch it on. Not fair, not fair! I want to switch it on now…
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Back to the grindstone. The Missus goes back to work today and I am left alone in the house with only the animals for company. 🙁 However, it was nice to have the time together over Christmas even though we really didn’t do that much.
Yesterday, purchased the new hoover and cleaned the house. Hurrah! I look so macho as I wiggle my hips in time to the sweep, sweep, sweep.
Found a song that I hadn’t finished on my hard drive at the weekend. I polished it up a bit and recorded a solo over the top of it – it worked out so well that I decided to include it on my “I Am Not Your Enemy” CD – which one day will be released. Just got to design the sleeve… Anyway, here’s that track for your delectation, gentle reader. It’s called “The Keys”. Enjoy!
Of course, you could just check out my radio service by clicking the “Radio” button at the top of the screen. Loads of Lock Music on there to terrorise your waking dreams. 🙂
It was the headline that caught my eye. The obviously place to look for such a missing “brain remote control” is eBay. You can buy almost anything there these days.
Today, we head out to the shops to buy a new hoover. Yes, our old hoover has given up the power to live and refuses to suck. I get through a least one vacuum cleaner a year – it is an expensive business keeping Chez Lock clean. And so a new strategy is to be adopted…we are limited to a £50 hoover budget. Meanwhile, the broken hoover joins the big pile of discarded crap in the shed that needs to be taken to the local refuse centre. That’s one Sunday morning of 2005 accounted for already.
Hurrah!
The first day of a new year. The rest of 2005 is ripe for the plucking. 🙂
We awoke to find that our fridge had packed up – and by looking at the butter, we reckon it probably failed yesterday. Oh well, the day was spent looking for a replacement that can be delivered with speed.
On a separate note, I got paid from CDBABY for all my music. It seems that my tunes are quite popular on i-Tunes Europe and I am doing quite well in that territory. It filled me with a warm glow. Plus it is good to know that in the past 12 months, I’ve been paid over $300 for my music. (In terms of actual profit, I think I am only breaking even, which is better than making a loss, of course).
It’s the last day of 2004 – hurrah! To say that I cannot wait to see the back of this particular year would be an understatement. It’s has been a strange year. A middling year. A year of minor triumphs and staggering defeats. It has been a year of seeing the unseen, it has been a time of seeing how other people perceive you. Sometimes reality has a nasty way of biting you on the arse.
Took Alex the Wonderdog to his new vet today. A new strategy is to be adopted to tackle his genetic skin allergy. They might call it “Westie Skin” but I call it an expensive vet’s bill.
Talking of dogs, a year or so ago, whilst out walking Alex the Wonderdog, we encountered a man walking two large Alsations. This man lives a few streets away from us and has no control over his dogs. So we are on the other side of the street and the two dogs head over in our direction.
“Tosser, Cunt!” the guy screams. He repeats this until the dogs take notice and return to him.
“I wonder which of us is the tosser and which is the cunt?” I ask The Missus.
“You are the tosser and I am the cunt,” she replied and we both had a good laugh about it.
Today, as we returned from the vet, we saw the two dogs being walked again by the green next to our house. A young couple were walking them (we presume that these are relatives of the owner). As we take Alex inside, we can hear the girl shouting “Come here, Tosser.” And so we finally discover that “Tosser” and “Cunt” are the names of the two dogs. Jeez, it really is a measure of the mentality of the man, isn’t it?
Meanwhile, experts believe that no animals were killed through the recent Tsunami disaster in Asia. They believe that this is proof that animals have an inherent “sixth sense”. More here.
Oh well, at least I finally found out what happened to Nathan Lane in The Producers. Sounds painful. Tomorrow, the film “Mousehunt” starring Lane and Lee Evans is on the TV. I like that film a lot.
Not much doing. Bumming around and playing internet poker (and winning a little bit). Went back to the guitar and did some more noodling and got my groove back a bit. Looking forward to doing some more recording soon.
Went to the sales yesterday and tried to pick up a bargain. The item I was looking for was out of stock and so we returned empty-handed. Today, we left the house a little earlier, headed for a different branch of the same store and picked up the bargain – they had 13 of these items in stock. So I am a happy boy playing with my new toy. Hurrah!
Been reading about the terrible disaster in SE Asia. One witness described how he was sitting on the beach watching the sea and he saw the tide just go out really rapidly. The next thing he saw was the huge tidal wave coming. He told how he and his girlfriend ran for cover but got hit but the deluge. Terrifying. What a terrible end to the year.