Nothing to do with the above recipe, that's a line from Californication, a gentle and touching tale of a guy who loves girl and their daughter, graphic sex, nudity, drug taking, drinking, S&M, blasphemy, great music and squirting. Life's a bit gooey from time to time but any show that beats in time to the tunes of Warren Zevon has to have a good heart.
So I've definitely been way busier than usual and somewhat internet phobic. I'd blame work for the latter but I suspect it's proably more to do with American TV.
I am aware that no matter how much shit I have missed (argh, sorry), I have managed to catch up with a lot of friends I haven't seen in far too long. And despite a worryingly and annoying distinct lack of festival camping this summer, some of it was outdoors with too much sun and pear cider and the gentle tones of Neil Young and Blur drowning out the foreground and the central London Heathrow flightpath in the background.
One side effect of such a state was the purchase of Florence and the Machine's album which was a good thing. On the other hand I also think that the best film I've seen of late has been Crank 2. That means either I've watched a lot of shit, or I can't remember what I've seen, or the logic I use to determine that Crank 2's utter genius is based around the fact that it's all done in such gleefully knowing bad taste, is deeply fucking disturbed. History will judge me fairly I'm sure.
Actually, that's a lie. The best film I've seen in ages has been The Story of Anvil in which two hairy Canadians deliver more of a message on the beauty of friendship and humanity than any politician or religious leader in the past 190 billion years. Of course, I still haven't seen the Iron Maiden movie so that may change. But seriously you tiny select group of reader(s) out there. Go see it. NOW. It'll make you a better human being.
Crank 2 was the second best until my memory returns.
Unfortunately our current lack of promised heatwave has kept Chuffy unpainted. On the other hand I have learned a little more about electricity. There's an intentional lack of context in the last statement for no particular reason. I've also learned that riding a bike is just like what they say about riding a bike. And I love my new bike. Very much. I'm a muddy little two wheel speed freak. The image that just brought to mind made me cringe.
And just to gloat, even though I know you don't care and if you do then you shouldn't - don't put up with my petulant glee at proving my head is full of absurd knowledge - I've been on two winning pub quiz teams, grand total of winnings in hand at the end of the night: £40 and all drinks paid for.
I will endeavour to blog more in my 39th year.
