ironyengine wrote:Is someone picking your building up and shaking it around violently every few minutes?

Maybe that's why I feel so dizzy.

Went on a scooter ride around Atlanta with the local club. One of the people with us got hit by some dipshit. He was ok though, scooter dude, not dipshit.

Got home and went to three dog shelters. We found a couple nice pups but they didn't seem to want us, if that makes sense. So we arrived home dogless which is probably for the best.

Now I will attempt to clean up a super filthy Ampeg V4 head and 4x12 cabinet that some friends have been nice enough to long-term loan me.

Rock:

bassdriver wrote:

dontfeartheringo wrote:I dreamed last night that I was in the UK, out at some Northern(? or at least, small town, not London) pub with Tommydski, Simmo et Helene, Rimbaud and Sparky, having a meal and a few drinks.

When it came time to pay for my beverages, I realized that I had left my debit card at another pub, and I walked back only to find that the proprietor, our waitress' mother, oddly, had given my debit card to some Belgians, because "They were foreigners too," and she reckoned we'd know each other.

So strange.

not so strange. that dream means: don't spend so much time on the PRF.

Interestingly, I have never met ANY of these people in person, so you are probably exactly right...

lemur68 wrote:

dontfeartheringo wrote: some Belgians, because "They were foreigners too," and she reckoned we'd know each other.

So you dreamed that the UK was like America?

It would appear that way, wouldn't it?

burun wrote:
It's also snowing outside in such a manner that I feel like I am in a snowglobe.

we got nothin down here so far. colder n hell. went from 45 around noontime to about 22 now. it might as well snow.

my squeezebox arrives tomorrow.

www.slimdevices.com

the$inmusicisallmine wrote:my squeezebox arrives tomorrow.

www.slimdevices.com

I have a friend who did some tech stuff on that, it's a neato device.

Wow, it's so unimaginable hearing of your snow globe world Burun! I am sitting n the most humid uncomfortable heat. At least there is a slight breeze today.

Today I am setting up a new home studio! yippee! My man will probably come home and want it setup differently though.
Ah well....

HOLY SHIT THE TIME IS ON THE GRAMMYS.

dontfeartheringo wrote:

bassdriver wrote:

dontfeartheringo wrote:I dreamed last night that I was in the UK, out at some Northern(? or at least, small town, not London) pub with Tommydski, Simmo et Helene, Rimbaud and Sparky, having a meal and a few drinks.

When it came time to pay for my beverages, I realized that I had left my debit card at another pub, and I walked back only to find that the proprietor, our waitress' mother, oddly, had given my debit card to some Belgians, because "They were foreigners too," and she reckoned we'd know each other.

So strange.

not so strange. that dream means: don't spend so much time on the PRF.

Interestingly, I have never met ANY of these people in person, so you are probably exactly right...

Well, I for one am flattered. What was I wearing? Just tell me I looked cooler than the others and I'll be happy.

After the visa shenanigans, I'm finally leaving for three weeks in India in two hours. My usual pre-big-trip nerves are keeping me awake. Once there, my friend who is getting married is going to go shopping for my wedding clothes with me. He has muttered something about a turban, which is an item of clothing that I have never worn. If I don't look like a complete prat, pictures will be forthcoming. I have no idea what I am doing for the two weeks after the wedding - I booked my tickets purely based on the cheapest over the time frame. My friend also informed me at his stag drinks last Saturday that I and our friend Raj are his Best Man equivalents. Apparently I have some "responsibilities", which he was vague about. "Mostly PR, man..."

Very nervous. Very excited.

burun wrote:HOLY SHIT THE TIME IS ON THE GRAMMYS.

The guy doing the face-check in the mirror will probably be the most honest thing that happens on that show. The Beatles tribute was a tad disturbing. I prefer the internet.

sparky wrote:What was I wearing?

Blue/black jeans of comfortable fit, a horizontally striped long sleeved t-shirt (very tastefully striped, not some douchebag horror show) and some sort of natural cotton or linen overshirt- very coarse and undyed, with a narrow collar. I don't remember the shoes.

Just tell me I looked cooler than the others and I'll be happy.

Well, Tommy was wearing a Skint records football jersey, which may be something I just made up in my head and does not exist in the waking world, but I coveted it.

I am an absurdly visual dreamer, as you may have noticed.

I have only the vaguest idea of what y'all look like, so who knows who I was really dining with last night.

the subconscious... six kind of weird.