Thursday, August 16, 2012

thinking is the best way to travel...







Lovely day today.
Warm and sunny but looks like rain.
But the village is in a good mood.
Woke up this morning and my shoulder really hurt.
I filled up the hot water bottle and walked around for an hour alternating with exercises that the physio showed me.
Still dodgy.
Damm.
Came to town early and there was a whole lot of stuff at the Family shop so I lashed out and then a person offered me a lift home.
Very nice.
Nothing else of note is happening really.
The news is all mind numbing stuff.
The Dompost has finally had enough of John Banks.
He got a serve today.
He has been around for too long.
He's becoming more and more like a geriatric pood;e everyday.
Intolerant and rude.
the flyover at the basin is top target at the moment.
everybody wants shorter travel times in their flivvers but nobody wants to take the hard decisions.
I suppose that it all works out in the end.
Looks like the government is going to take another hit on ministers revealing private correspondence to the correspondents employers.
Crummier and crummier.
It was a horror year last year in NZ and everybody is running for cover.
They all like drug cheats.
no one wants to take the fall.
The CAA needs a kcik up the bum.
how can they let all these backyard engineers get away with dumb stuff is beyond my comprehension.
And all the done everything been everywhere gang is continually putting others lives into danger.
Just because they can!
A friend sent me "in search of the lost chord" the other day so I am going to try and learn 'legend of a mind' The urgency seems to have gone as the shoulder protests but its great to have the old stuff.
As an aside the filler tracks on all of Radio New Zealands programmes are getting lamer and lamer.
All vocoderised nonsense with no emotional content whatsoever.
Most of it is massticated (sic) p-redigested pap and I guess they think its HIp.
nooooooooooo.


Pretty Things




Incredible string band

The Moody Blues

anyway my thanks go out to Stephen Tindal and the redshed.
Over the last few years I have bought and incredible amount of five star music very cheaply.
Stuff that you could not get in New Zealand for love or money and now its in the cheapo racks at the Warehouse.
Charly Blues anthoolgies and other odd compilations with much mucho good stuff.
Yahoooooooo...

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