Good morrow, fair denizens of /OT
Good weekend?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:44, 75 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Woo! I'm a denizen.
*looks up word*
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:46, Reply)

"inhabitant"

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:49, Reply)

Could stretch it to 'aboriginal'.

( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:06, Reply)

very quiet weekend.
Found mum a present for mothers day on saturday that I know she'll love so I've put it on laybuy, and other wise stayed home and studied. :(
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:49, Reply)

Wait, I've already missed mothers day...am I going to miss it again or do you have a different Aussie day?

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:50, Reply)

ours is the second sunday of May.
Fathers day is in September.
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:53, Reply)

It varies throughout the world
The US one is much later than the British one. And down under seems to be different too.

Edit - I've just checked - the US and Australian days are the same. Here it's the fourth Sunday in Lent.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:53, Reply)

I have no idea when lent is but thanks for the heads up. :)

(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:55, Reply)

It varies each year.
It depends on when Easter is, which in turn depends on full moons, what the pope ate for breakfast, and several more obscure factors.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:57, Reply)

ahhk. Well I know when easter is :D

(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:59, Reply)

Mornin' You're up early.
I watched Inglorious Basterds over the weekend. Typical Tarantino, why do they give him the money to make films? I particularly liked the assult with the baseball bat. Oh, and the scalpings.

I would say about as historically accurate as Where Eagles Dare.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:49, Reply)

I kind of wish the war had ended like that

( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:56, Reply)

Magnificent weekend.
Spent it coming to terms with impending sloth.

However, one of my mates (used to be an actuary) reminded me of statistics regarding death following early retirement. Bastard.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:51, Reply)

You should kill yourself now and save all the bother of dying early

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:54, Reply)

And don't forget, Smuggness is one of Britain's biggest reasons for an early death.
Mostly by murder.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:57, Reply)

I'd imagine the probability of death
is 100%.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:55, Reply)

My experience is different
The guys who retired early, are still knocking about, and the old boys who took it to the wire dropped dead within a couple of years of retiring. They mostly had no other interest apart from work.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:55, Reply)

Makes sense
The ones who want to go early have other things to be getting on with. Those who live to work are more likely to experience a huge culture shock when they retire.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:56, Reply)

I'll be fine then.
A lazier ne'er do well you are not likely to meet.

Cheers! I'll change my sig now.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:04, Reply)

So far this morning I've banged my elbow and head.
I have a humungus bruise on my leg from knocking it although I don't remember when. So loss of memory and co-ordination so far. I wonder what else old age will bring?
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:55, Reply)

Saggy boobs, most likely. From what my mother has told me at least.

(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:58, Reply)

: /

( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:00, Reply)

unless you get implants - cos then you'll be perky when you're ninety.
But that'd be weird and icky, so be glad you'll go saggy eventually.
(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:02, Reply)

implants are a bad idea
I saw a telly programme once about a young lass (19 or so) who wanted implants as she didn't feel she was well enough endowed. Thing is, she had a cracking pair of pert tits, which admittedly were on the small side, but otherwise excellent.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:05, Reply)

eventually a few years ago.
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:05, Reply)

I was being nice :(

(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:07, Reply)

I was being truthful : )

( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:07, Reply)

aha fine then.

(Poppet some assembly required., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:10, Reply)

It would be a right nuisance
if you'd hit your leg on the bedpost during wild, passionate sex with Jeff over the weekend, but now have no memory of it.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 8:59, Reply)

I'd have a sore fanny to remind me.

( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:01, Reply)

Good point.

( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:02, Reply)

fanny arse
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:03, Reply)

I heard he has a tiny penis, like a button mushroom

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:03, Reply)

I heard it's HUGE and THROBBING and PURPLE and MINE.

( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:06, Reply)

and like
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:15, Reply)

Are your brains in your leg?

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:03, Reply)

Went out on Friday and ended up completely mashed
Sat up till 10am on Sat morning, watched Gardeners World and spilled Bison vodka and apple juice on myself as I nodded off. Rock and Roll!

The chap I was out with, although he had been out at clubs and gigs and what not, had never really attended a night such as this. About 20 minutes into the Bass Clef's set, he looked at me and said it was all beginning to get a bit too much, I assured him it was cool and instead of trying to decode the full spectrum of sonic bombardment he should simply focus on just one part of it...and with that, he wandered into the middle of the dancefloor and I never saw him again till it finished, beaming like a mong!

Top night.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:03, Reply)

*reminices*
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:09, Reply)

Sounds magic, old boy.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:40, Reply)

My weekend was rollercoaster ride of highs and lows.
Friday night was pretty quiet, noodled around on my new guitar and had a chum round.

Saturday was fabulous: it was a glorious sunny day in central London so I went with Mentalex and daughter to Coram’s Fields for a picnic with some other folks (friends of ex) with young kids. It was the first day out I’ve had with my child where we really got to play together. She’s an absolute nutter, flinging herself headfirst down the slides in absolute joy when other kids twice her age were gingerly sliding down on their arses looking nervous. She doesn’t give a fuck, cackling like a maniac and demanding the swing be swung to maximum capacity. We saw animals and splashed around in the pond and played in the sandpit. It was fucking supreme. After that I met up with an old pal and went for an early evening curry at the majestic Tayyab’s, after which he announced he had two different kinds of mushrooms so we went back to my house and laid into them. It was utterly, utterly hilarious from start to finish – I actually got a text from him yesterday that read ‘easily one of the funniest nights of my life’*.

Yesterday I was a bit melancholic after the joys of the day before. I watched several documentaries on cartography (an interest of mine, call me a loser) and drank slightly too much rum.

The End.

*at one point I had a toke on a joint that didn't agree with me. 'Are you alright?' has asked me as I spluttered and gargled. I then threw up on myself and replied 'does that answer your question?' I know that's disgusting but at the time it was hysterically funny. It was only a mouthful of vomit anyway. Change of t shirt, no harm done...
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:40, Reply)

Oh dear.
You know when someone announces the presence of Shrooms, there is no way they are going to leave with them. I absolutely adore them, although I have only ever done Liberty Caps. If you dose it right, and are not too greedy, the effects can be inspirational. The level of banter goes from 'good' to 'stratospheric' within the hour. Conversations and patter seamlessly folding into each other to produce a vortex of comedy, that can threaten to overwhelm you. Then a lovely smooth come down.

I find that doing Shrooms during the day, outside brings the trippiest results...you know when the laughing stops and the clouds start vibrating messages of universal constants that something is happening!

Sounds mint buddy, I will have to wait till the Autumn before I get mad with the mushrooms again!
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:51, Reply)

My pal's mum has them growing in her garden in Ireland,
he's got fucking thousands of them. He also had some 'wavy caps' which I'd never even heard of, they were pretty special. Big, black fuckers, very pokey.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:54, Reply)

Now THAT is the kind of shit you never see on Gardeners World

(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:57, Reply)

I've had all sorts
from Mexican to Thai to Australian ones - there are some really, really strong ones out there...
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:10, Reply)

Just give the Caps from the rolling Welsh hills.
And the Welsh hills to roll in after.
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:23, Reply)

One of the best festivals I ever went to
was the Magic Mushroom Festival in North Wales. It was freezing and pissed down throughout, and there was no sound system – just a lightshow. We were chased by Welsh Farmers and had a terrible ‘American Werewolf’ pub experience, a pal fell down a ravine and we didn’t have any food but mushrooms for 3 days, but the whole thing was magnificent.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:26, Reply)

Long time back I went to 'gatherings' on Clun Common, and similar stuff happened.
Less hassle from the farmers back then - Hell's Angels could cause a few ripples in the vibes though. Oh, and the Hay meets too.
Sighs.
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:30, Reply)

People who missed the Free Festival days
have no idea how magical they were....
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:35, Reply)

I've only had them once and it was fantastic.
Although I didn't cane them. Just enough to make me giggle like a mong all night. I thought my face was going to fall off it was hurting so much from laughing.
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:57, Reply)

Christ, me and two mates once brewed up 1500 of them
in a giant preserving pan. That was very, very silly.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:59, Reply)

Great idea at the time I expect
So what ceiling did they scrape you from?
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:03, Reply)

The ceiling of the woooorrrld, maaaann.....
In my defence the idea was to have a party and dish them out, but the party bit kind of fell through when we realised we'd had too many to cope with a party and basically locked ourselves in and drank about 4 pints of mushroom tea each. Disgustingly we also had a tab of acid each too.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:06, Reply)

Sweet Jesus
The tab of acid was just incase the shrooms never worked then?
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:09, Reply)

Pure teenage greed, I'm afraid.
They were 'Saddam Husseins', I'm almost certain.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:11, Reply)

A T-shirt now stained with all the colours of the Tayyab's rainbow?
Your little one sounds like she's got a very rock n'roll future ahead of her...ever wonder if it runs in the family? (I can't help but think I'd have been one of the timid kids nervously sliding down on his arse at that age)
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:19, Reply)

She's only 21 months old. Utterly fearless.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:30, Reply)

When my little sister was a toddler we used to throw her across the room at each other to catch her.
She loved it.
( girlinthehole, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:35, Reply)

I guess it's all down to those early, formative experiences
I think I first became one of those timid kids when I was about five years old, speeding downhill on my first bicycle, then braking too hard, flying straight over the handlebars and skidding down the hill on my nose. I was too scared to go downhill on a bike for months after that.

(In hindsight, the best bit was acquiring an enormous scab all the way up my nose the weekend before they did the school photographs.)
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:10, Reply)

All that sounds terribly exciting
I went shopping with my mother, got several new bras. And some nostalgic soap.

I've just been working and baking and knitting.


cAn't wait to get back to London again.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:54, Reply)

So, you bought some soap that hankered after the good old days.
Did you get it from Diagon alley?
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 9:57, Reply)

The Body Shop
in the shape of animals. Even smells right too.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:00, Reply)

Does it smells of the animal so shaped and
smell increasingly of decomposing carcasses as the soap wears down?
Cool.
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:17, Reply)

Concert on Friday
Very silly, conjoined twins with Roota's hairdo. Then barbeque on Saturday meaning that I did my 10AM Sunday gym visit at 2PM. Although it's been worse.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:11, Reply)

Flora and Fauna Amor by any chance?

(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:14, Reply)

Evelyn Evelyn
really just Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley in a big dress and Roota wigs.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:29, Reply)

You can get a Roota wig for about a fiver in most fancy dress shops

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:31, Reply)

AMANDAAAAAA

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:18, Reply)

Not bad
Friday night was a good laugh, went to see a band at my local, got drunk, headbanged, fell over. It's all good.

Saturday was alright, was out for a friends birthday. I cooked a lamb casserole before we went out, went down a treat, I didn't think it was that good though. Sauce was fantastic, meat was plain. Was a fancy dress night out, so me and another lad went out dressed as Mexicans, and drank nothing but Corona and Tequila all night. Had a massive argument with a girl who was out, felt bad about it. We've made up now, but wasn't nice at the time.

Yesterday, I just carried on from the night before. We watched a few films, people left at different times, I passed out at about 5pm, then went to bed at 7. After some rather trippy dreams, I woke up this morning feeling more tired than the day before. Ugh.

On the upside - Payday!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:12, Reply)

Knackering
(And I had to show tremendous self-restraint on St George's Day)

But worth it.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:13, Reply)

Happy with what you laid down?

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:16, Reply)

I think so
It was only this weekend I discovered what a restless perfectionist our drummer is. Still, we got 13 songs down in the end (although 3 or 4 of those were alternate versions), so now we've just got to find a weekend where we can bear to sit down and hear them all again to mix them. (And when we've got the patience to try and make my voice sound listenable)
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:19, Reply)

From experience it’s a very good idea indeed to leave it a few weeks before you listen to it again. In that time some objectivity will have come back to your ears – and you’re more likely to like what you did. I’ve erased perfectly decent stuff because of tiny flaws – or fucked around with it until it ends up worse than when you started, on several occasions.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 10:23, Reply)

This, I think, is sound advice
And indeed the same reason we took the raw tracks from all the takes we did, just in case we sat down with them three weeks later and realised that, actually, the second take was better than the third. At any rate I suspect I'll end up redoing a lot of the vocals in our drummer's flat.
(LongJohnBaldry, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:20, Reply)

Saturday
Walked the dog, and went out to see a mate's band.

Sunday, tackled a monumental pile of ironing. It's still not finished.

There is no end to the rock and roll skiffle lifestyle I lead.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:28, Reply)

Does your chewing gum lose it's flavour on the bedpost overnight?

(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Mon 26 Apr 2010, 11:50, Reply)