Sunday, October 30, 2005

Tommy


Ah, Tommy is a Bichon Frise. As you can see from the blurb below, he comes from the Mediterranean. Well that's not strictly true, he came from down the road. His little legs wouldn't have got him here really, would they? And he doesn't read maps or catch trains.

Also in the blurb below, it says he found early success in Spain, which is more than Michael Owen did.

If you visit dog shows or the such, you will normally see these dogs ponced up with stupid hair-do's . Not mine.

Tommy's hobbies are:
  • Eating the heels of my shoes if inadvertently left out at night.
  • Barking.
  • Sniffing the cat's arse and then running away
  • Posing for pictures.
  • Turning rusty. (evidenced in this photo)

    My tips for these dogs are:
  • Pick your shoes up.
  • Let them bark a bit.
  • Unless you like watching them sniffing cats' arses- get rid of the cat.
  • Don't take too many photo's as they tend to get a bit star-struck and become unbearable.
  • Don't let them out in the rain.

    The Blurb (ripped from the Kennel Club of America site. Ta muchly)
    The Bichon descended from the Barbet or Water-Spaniel, from which came the name "Barbichon", later contracted to Bichon.
    The Bichon was developed in the Mediterranean area.
    Appreciated for their dispositions, Bichons traveled much through antiquity, finding early success in Spain and frequently used as items of barter internationally.
    Bichons were rediscovered by the Italians in the 14th century and became great favorites of Italian nobility.
    The "Teneriffe" ("Teneriffe" being the Canary Island) or "Bichon" made its appearance in France under Francis I, the patron of the Renaissance, but its greatest success was in the court of Henry III.
    The Bichon was also a favorite in Spain, becoming a favorite of the Infantas and painters of the Spanish school (the breed is featured in a number of Goya's paintings).

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Weaning off the weed

November the 1st is the day I stop smoking. I have done it before so I know I can do it again. I smoke 20 a day and it costs a fortune.

The last time I gave up, I went 6 years without wanting a fag. I started again by having one now and again when I went to the pub. I was in control. 2 fags in a night then nothing for ages. Trouble is, it creeps up on you and the next thing I know, bugger, I'm smoking again.

Have been back on them for about 3 years now. It will be harder this time because when I gave up the first time, I worked with my hands and kept myself busy; now I either sit at my desk at home or travel a lot in the car for work. It's at those times I'm at my most needy.

Only 6 more days to go, wish me luck.

Oh my aching arms.

As it happens, the first gig went quite well. Started our first set and the reaction was a bit muted.
Second half I told the other guys to turn it up to stop people talking. (Pete Townshend once said: People come to hear me, I don't want to hear them.)

It worked. People actually took a bit of notice and got off their arse and danced.
Dropped a stick during 'Substitute' but I think I got away with it. My arms still ache, which proves I'm not fit enough to be a drummer and that it's probably due to me smoking.

Which leads me on to my next post.

Friday, October 21, 2005

First Gig

Playing my first gig with Spiny Norman tomorrow, Friday 21st October.

Had our final practice last night. We sounded very rusty and tired. Hope it doesn't carry forward to tomorrow.

We are playing in St. Mellons, Cardiff and I think it's a retirement do. Oh my god they will all probably be over 60 and we will be too loud.

F..k 'em.