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you mean you has a folder, Cranius.

I live in a place known as Linthorpe Village. There is a road through here called Roman Road. It is a nice road. There are nice shops on Roman Road. There is a greengrocers / health food shop called The Veggie Table owned by a man named Ron who has a strange high pitched voice. There is the family owned Pizza Junction, the pizza men always friendly and the food good. There is a small post office that has an art materials shop inside it due to some strange glitch in the space-time continuum, no doubt left there by the Romans when they made the road. There's a florist, a bike shop, a barber. Roman Road reminds me of a road I used to live near in London, which I like. It was missing a cafe but there is now a little coffee shop on the corner. I like Roman Road. It is a good road.

Up til a couple of weeks ago there was also a small baker's, which sold good hot pasties, pies and soup to working men and women. The baker has gone. I walked past the empty shop half an hour ago and saw a sign in the window:

COMING SOON! SUB-WAY!

I guess it's just a matter of time before the others come.

Roman roads were built to last. They will be here long after capitalism pulls itself into hell. I hope someone will be here to walk these roads when this filth is washed away.

It's just a matter of time.

I found a poster I did for a Big Black/Couch Flambeau/Army show in 1987 on eBay. The description of the gig is pretty funny, and I also remember securing 200 Black Cat's to my Gibson Explorer, turning on a fuzz box, and lighting them before we played. Good times.
http://cgi.ebay.com/BIG-BLACK-COUCH-FLA ... dZViewItem

I got an e-mail today saying the following had shipped:

Jesus Lizard - Liar
Jesus Lizard - Down
Mogwai - Ten Rapid
Mission of Burma - Signals, Calls, and Marches
Low - Secret Name
Tool - Lateralus
Tool - 10,000 Days


It's going to be a most rocking post-Christmas.

Feel like crap, which was to be expected after pulling a 13-hour shift in the darkroom, with a raging sinus freakout.

Here are some random thoughts from my day, collected for your reading "pleasure":

It is impossible to mix powdered chemistry with 80 degree water. It will never dissolve, and it will clog the Kreonite mixer. You will know this because it will make that RRRRRRRRRRRooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwRRRRRRRRRRRooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKlunk noise as it pumps the chemistry into the holding tanks. We all know how much of a pain it is to clean the Kreonite, so don't ask me to mix the Dektol with 80 degree water.

Buying me M&M's will not convince me to let you take a Leica home for the weekend, but buying me guacamole Doritos might. Try your luck.

No, I will not turn this music off, because it is curing my headache.

When I tell you to leave the color darkroom at 9:30, I fucking mean 9:30. Which is a half hour more than you are supposed to be in there.

It is damp and rainy outside which is not helping.

But perhaps watching Bubba Ho-Tep will. Next up: chocolate mochi soothes the soul.

burun wrote:Buying me M&M's will not convince me to let you take a Leica home for the weekend, but buying me guacamole Doritos might. Try your luck.

Burun! I had a student buy me some expensive chocolate biscuits, last term, for helping them with their video-editing and projection...I couldn't help but feel smug, because I know none of the other grumpy technicians ever get any presents. The next week a PhD student gave me a beautiful woodcut of some donkeys...which I have up in the living-room. Another brought me plate of turkish cakes to eat, while we worked. This is the first job I ever had where I get perks.

Yesterday I went to Chiu Quon bakery in Chinatown and had the best Lotus Bean Cake that I have ever eaten.

I am watching Real World: Denver.

Tree, why on earth did you allow this to happen anywhere near your fantasticness?

That goes for all you other Colorado-ans.

BadComrade wrote:Don't blame it on Tree!

I'm not blaming him for the concept, I'm just wondering why he didn't (or perhaps he did, and I missed it) do something bad to their water or similar things.

That area of town was already fucked. Its just bars. And then the baseball field, if you give a shit about that kind of thing. (Those Rockies...)

You have no idea how many cops were around to keep the riff-raff out.