Bummer Housing life/Sometimes the sweetest kittens have the sharpest claws

Like any good Japanese surrealist novel this post is split into two disparate parts. ahem.

Bummer Housing Life

Totally slept on the ride today, alarm went off at six sharp, and I found that for once, more sleep would be a genius idea. Sleep is a genius idea for me because;

A) with young children, "A Day Off" don't have the idyllic connotations that it once did, saving one's strength is advised

B) as usual, post big event, with change of seasons, and return to paid employment (and the shift work that this entails) I am fighting a cold. and winning at this stage.

A beautiful morning of coffee drinking, playing, swing pushing, teaching to pedal, scheming/dreaming and general hanging out with Rebecca, Thomas and Lola was had. Just then had a phone call from our man with the plans (for our house). We got some good news with a side of total frustration.

Let's just say, oh, you're an ummm... flood engineer (yeah, that's it!!!)and you're doing calculations on a flood report. best you check yo figures twice!! If you don't and let's say for instance that you make a mistake on the figures, the people you have done this report for may have to say....wait twelve additional weeks for the consent process, have new plans drawn up (to get your house lifted a foot), get a new engineers report and have the property surveyed..... all told this being a huge waste of time (ours, others) and money, which could have been put to better use.. all, as it turns out, for nothing. Because NOTHING NEEDED TO BE DONE IN THE FIRST PLACE!

I should just be quiet though because actually, I'm a millionaire, don't really need the extra space, work for the hell of it and spend all my salary on these

We'll be in touch. I'll be writing and re writing polite but firm emails in my head when I get rad* on my bike tomorrow

*Read: not rad, sweaty.

SOMETIMES THE SWEETEST KITTENS HAVE THE SHARPEST CLAWS

The first time I experienced the Dirtbombs was via their cover of J.J Barnes "Chains of Love" the first song on their 2001 covers album Ultra glide in Black

That song made (makes) me want to A) Karate Kick everything B) Jump out of the window (in a good way).

I think I got a hold of it on a Q magazine compilation, subsequently stuck it on a mix tape I made for my then girlfriend (now wife) and never gave her the tape, cause that song was so good.

At the time I had just started a secret society with a bunch of other (mostly departed as well) like minded souls. For our first show, which was comprised of all covers I managed to bully them into learning the joint. I thought it was awesome,however was soundly out voted and it never saw the light of day after that show...

Then whilst still in said Secret Society, I was co opted, along with Daniel into this not for profit organisation where our love for the dirtbombs rang mui strong.

The years flew by ( imagine hands on clock spinning, calender pages ripping, any thematic device you wish)

So, in 2006, when I opted out (with much love) out of the non profit organisation (having long parted ways[with much love] with the secret society) I was pretty much completely burnt out on music. I love it, and I guess it loves me.... but we just didn't get along anymore I guess. I forgot about The Dirtbombs, I forgot about a lot of music.

And that state of affairs has continued I guess until now, (Blessedly) I've arrived at the beginning again, snuggling up to music, wanting to hold it's hand, go for walks "See if we can work things out".

I still really cant' listen to the radio and remain blessedly unaware of "What's hot".Unfortunately (or fortunately)going to shows and picking up a bass remains out of the question.. But Karate Kicking and Window Jumping to the Dirtbombs??? HELL YES!!!!!!

RIDING MY BIKE WHILST KARATE KICKING TO THE DIRTBOMBS??? HELL MOTHERFUCKING YES!!!! (and no)

Listening to their back catalogue, giggling like a thirteen year old at the new stuff, and, like in my teenage years, experimenting and re visiting other stuff and more other stuff

It feels good to be in love again.

HII YAAAAH!