The Importance of Being Idle

As Exciting As It Sounds

Well so far Saturday has been tolerable. I successfully resisted my pitiful urge for human companionship last night, and actually slept pretty well. I woke up far too early for my liking, didn't get any post (although to be fair I'm also not really expecting anything), and then had a nice long bath whilst listening to Rufus.
Oh yeah he was great on ...Later last night, and The Coral were on too, which was excellent. Odd to think that only a year ago I dismissed them as not being of any interest. I wonder if my musical tastes are changing on some fundamental level, or if they are just broadening and deepening. Not that it really matters, I just wonder these things when I've got nothing else to do. There was also a really weird, but oddly entertaining bloke on, called Son Of Dave, who was basically like one a man blues band, with harmonica and human beat boxing. I realise it sounds very peculiar, and it truly is, but also really fun. Sadly New Order were also on, and they just ruined it for me. I'll admit that way back in the 80s they had some good moments (Blue Monday springs irresistibly to mind) but since then... they're just embarrasingly like 'cool' dads. I realise that I myself am starting to get to that age (if I'm not there already), but at least I have excellent bedhair today. AND I know I dance embarrasingly, so I don't do it on national television.
This morning I went shopping in Wellingborough just to kill some time and as an excuse to drive my car fast down nice roads. I'm sure that will wear off eventually, but I don't think its coming any time soon.
And now its this afternoon and I wonder what delights I can surprise myself with for the rest of the weekend. Not many, I suspect.

posted by BadMonkey @ 12:22 PM