- Work sucks
- Not working sucks
- Why does spring last for 6 months in Scotland?
- Why am I not living in Marseilles?
- Or Spain?
- Or anywhere with weather?
Well, it doesn’t say it has to be from me…
Which is handy as I haven’t written a letter in a decade. Continue reading “Day 23: A Letter to Someone, Anyone”
Am sick as a pig so am staying in bed. I therefore am wearing a dressing gown and a duvet.
What am I a sodding television?
It does seem that I have messed up and missed out a few days of this whilst I was on holiday so here are days 16, 17 and 18.
- Day 16: If the world were to end tomorrow what would you do with your remaining time on Earth?
- Day 17: What do you want to be when you get older?
- Day 18: Name the TV show you have become addicted to.
16: Shagging in a really pretty place I would hope.
18: Warehouse 13… and True Blood… and Caprica… and…
It would probably be impossible to list them all here. There must be hundreds being as I’ve been going to gigs for nearly twenty years.
Some of the bands I’ve seen over the years.
- Atari Teenage Riot
- Bad Religion
- Black Crowes
- Black Sabbath
- Cannibal Corpse
- Citizen Fish
- Cowboy Killers
- Decadence Within
- Dirty Revolution
- Dub War
- Fear Factory
- Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci
- Headmix Collective
- Inner Terrestrials
- Iron Maiden
- Michael’s Bones
- PAIN(The Propaganda and Information Network)
- Tofu Love Frogs
And many, many more…
Wow, that’s a big one. I think it would be a bit daft to list every place I’ve lived as I’ve moved around a lot. How’s about the places I’ve lived the longest over the last 10 years?
Faslane Peace Camp, Doncaster, Edinburgh, Glasgow, happy?
In no particular order.
- I’m a bad man.
- I like the Dixie Chicks.
- Buggered if I know.
It’s a wee bit overused but there is a reason for that. It’s awesome!
“It is we the workers who built these palaces and cities here in Spain and in America and everywhere. We, the workers, can build others to take their place. And better ones! We are not in the least afraid of ruins. We are going to inherit the earth; there is not the slightest doubt about that. The bourgeoisie might blast and ruin its own world before it leaves the stage of history. We carry a new world here, in our hearts.”— Buenaventura Durruti