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Work related drunky type "oh shit I didn't" memories ahoy for tomorrow.

Am in an odd mood now.

Not bad.

Just, a sort of "why?" mood. Which will make no sense to any of you.

This world is not as it should be.

Sooooooooooooo

I will go drink till it is.

Yayy!

Now a question for you to ponder, and I dont want the answer because I is gone as soon as this is posted, but:

If you put instant coffee in a microwave oven and turn it on, do you go back in time?

Have a good weekend if you can people.

Stay happy.

Now we all know that songs become linked with memories of specific times, people and places. A certain song can conjure up a picture of a time in our past that can make us go all funny.

But I don’t want to know about all that romance and blah, I want to know what songs keep bringing up fairly normal memories whenever you hear them for no good reason other than the song got stuck in your head at the time. Let me exemplify:

Whenever I now hear “Re-hab” by Amy Winehouse (and trust me I go to great pains to make sure that is not often at all) I remember sitting in Selfridges in London waiting to get my tattoo done and being all nervous. Hearing that song twice didn’t help much so I sought solace in my MP3 player till it was time for ink.

Also last night (which is what prompted me to write this) I heard “Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman coming out of a passing vehicle, and was immediately back in the Ruskin Arms on a summer afternoon, setting up the backline and drums for a gig we were going to do that night. That bloody song was played on the jukebox about six times during the course of the day and it got stuck and linked to that memory forever.

So, leaving aside the examples of lost loves and such, what songs bring back what mundane or odd memories for you?

This evening, I is off on the out with the people from work.

No, it's not one of those awful forced out by your boss to bond drink type things, but a leaving drink for my old line manager, mentioned on occasion in this here thing as "Old Oirish rock fan bloke".

He is a good bloke and was a good line manager - fun, firm and fair.

So going out for a drink with him and the rest of the crew is no hardship. Thankfully the big bosses are not here today or that would really screw it up!

And apart from that, I will be drinking to dull the pain of my latest heartbreak, yadda yadda yadda.

For a spot of practice I may nip down to mollys in an hour or so. Just to make sure I am capable. I may have to cry on the barmans shoulder after the way I have been treated by SOME people round here....

1. What would be the contents of your perfect pie?

Steak and ale.

2. Lift your eyes from the screen - what's the first thing you see and how did it get there?

A very very stupid motivational poster. How it got there, god only knows.

3. What, if anything, would you like to get rid of in your life and why?

All these women treating me so badly - Am I never to be happy (ahem)

4. If you were building your own house what one room would you include that you don't have now?

A wet room.

5. When you were little people asked "what do you want to be when you up?". Does your answer then match what you do now?

Oh god no. I wanted to be an artist, or a graphic artist. Closest I came was a brief period working in a small printing firm preparing camera ready artwork for printing plates and such. Also wanted to be a rock star in my teenage years, and look how well that worked out

A conversation with a “friend” on the phone last night, and we talk about a mutual “friend” of ours on blog.

“Oh we’re engaged apparently – she asked me to marry her”

said my “friend”

“What! But she was engaged to ME!” I wailed, heartbroken and shocked at the same time.

Women.

OK, so Soy has dumped me for someone younger, prettier and with a fascination for guins.

It would have been nice to hear it from her own lips though.

Every time I see those dark lovely eyes gazing out of that profile picture, my heart will break.

Soy, what did I do to deserve to be thrown away so callously? And I hope Phoenix82 is happy she stole you from me.

Sniff sniff, whimper whimper. Blub.

Breaks out billowy shirt and heads off for windswept clifftop.

I always knew it. Brussel Sprouts. The bastards.

They can stunt your growth! STEP AWAY FROM THE SPROUT!

Researchers compared the size of aphids in the wild that fed on sprouts in one field with the size of the aphids in the next field that were eating cabbage. The aphids that touched not the sprout were bigger and healthier!

This evil does not stop there, but passes up the food chain. The wasps that live on the aphids in the sprout field were also smaller than the wasps that lived off the fat juicy cabbage fed aphids in the field next door.

So there you have it, sprouts are a total waste of space.

Or the ultimate slimming food.

But who would want to talk to someone on “The Sprout Diet”?

Parp.