All that new stuff sucks, but it's over there

Just found myself thinking about Kids in the Hall, one of the all-time gems.

Bruce: I want you to steal a car...
Kevin: I have a car...
Bruce: Steal a car!
Kevin: Steal a car!!
Bruce: I want you to get in it and drive West. Play the tape full blast. When the tape ends, get out and get into a fight, then get back into the car, come to town and meet me at the Carcas Club.

Ah, memories of school. For misery and joy in roughly equal measure, accept no substitute.

Word of the day II: Menefreghismo

It's Italian for the particular quality of not giving a damn. I like the fact that the Italians have a word for this. So it gets added to the list, along with schadenfreude and sisu.

- The Italians have a word for it
- What word what is it?
- A thunderbolt or something
- What, you mean the Italian word for thunderbolt?
- Yeah, something like that. I don't speak Italian myself, you understand
- No.
- But I knew a man who did.

The mime of the ancient mariner

It occurred to me this morning that the weather influences more or less everything I do. Have neglected the guitar for a while, after a reasonably fertile singing/songwriting period from November to March. But I'm more into writing and reading these days, and I feel a pattern coming on....

April-August - prose and novels
September-March - songs and music

It's tidy enough, and there's a likely correlation there with the (main) university terms. Feel a bit like Coleridge, who couldn't finish anything, except a bottle. These novels have been swimming around in my head and on bits of paper for almost ten years now. Will Edinburgh be the catalyst for getting them done?

Clink.

I think I'm going back

To Edinburgh, to live, in September. Almost twenty-five years since I left the first time. And to Selkirk, to visit, in June. Twenty years since I left there.

So a new(ish) town to inhabit, new football pitches, bar prices, bus companies, open stages. And we can live our days instead of counting our years....

A ride.

Four months in the blink of an eye

Okay, so it's been a while. I do not know where the days go. Anyway, this could become a countdown blog after all: I'm getting married in a year.

Know happiness.

The sun shines, opportunities glint. Time for a drink, I think.