Volume 74
19 Jul 2006
It's that time of year again folks. Same as it always is about now. And if the rapture happens while I'm gone, we'll probably all have a meeting in the air because I think it far more likely that we'll all get raptured rather than the nutters.
18 Jul 2006
17 Jul 2006
Well project stove is officially complete, and project summerhouse now needs me to do stuff but it's all put together and sitting there in its place at the bottom of the garden.
Project stove and project summerhouse are both finishing today. Which is nice.
16 Jul 2006
Hard Gay on Father's Day (via TV In Japan)
15 Jul 2006
Oh happy day! I'm a blue star on ebay
14 Jul 2006
Letterman quote via KGB Report : "You're asking yourself where's President Bush? I'll tell you where he is. He's in Europe preparing for the G8 Summit and he's very excited. He thinks it's a conference on vegetable juice."
I can't find anywhere to buy a bottle of St. Halvard Likor in the UK
Catless is now running on a different machine as a virtual service as the old machine was out of maintenance. Let me know if you see any (unexpected) weirdness.
Oop Bop sh'bam a klook a mop
13 Jul 2006
RIP John Spencer (the snooker player not the bluesman)
Oh, and living alone increases the risk of heart attack.
So sleep deprivation increases obesity, but too much sleep increases the risk of Parkinsons. Damn you Internet, for too much information.
12 Jul 2006
I don't really get it, and if I had drunk that much champagne I would be flat out on the floor dribbling gently.
11 Jul 2006
RIP Syd Barrett
10 Jul 2006
9 Jul 2006
8 Jul 2006
7 Jul 2006
Currently playing in my front garden.
(Taken this morning and just a seed pod left this evening)
Harp guitars - make sure to look at the Iconography pages. The Gibson page has some fabulous images with lots and lots of droolsome instruments of various kinds.
6 Jul 2006
I had never noticed that Ginseng Sullivan has the same tune as Cherokee Shuffle
5 Jul 2006
4 Jul 2006
Great session on Friday night at Newcastleton. Weather scorching apart from torrential rain on Friday PM. Saturday night session was the dullest thing I have ever been in - dominated by three people who never smiled once, didn't join in if someone else started a tune and, predictably, only played indistinguishable Irish tunes that most people didn't know. So rude and ignorant.
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