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One month

Yep, the days are ticking away steadily to my next holiday in Arillas. This time next month I am on my way and Heavy and Miss K have arrived the night before and they will have the beers chilled in the place where we call home; Brouklis Rooms. Can't wait!

Until then the ever steady work, eat, sleep and commute goes on and on and on...

Ink is the thing

I have spent most of today reading my new book called High Voltage Tattoo by a tattoo artist called Kat Von D. She is the star of LA Ink and tattooist extraordinaire. Interesting read this book and I would not hesitate to ask this woman to tattoo me should I ever hit down town LA and the High Voltage Tattoo Studio. At the end of the book she recommends few tattoo artists in Europe and my ex rebound squeeze Lal Hardy (when I was younger and prettier circa the year sword and the stone) who has made quite number of my tattoos is among them. Six degrees of separation...in this instance just two.

Meerkat bloobers

I am a fan of the ever so funny meerkat Alexandr Orlov from comparethemarket.com adverts. Now he has published some bloobers and I nearly peed my pants laughing. Good stuff!!!

Friday

Apart from thinking of my possible untimely demise and pondering of my mortality, nothing much has happened in my life this week.

At work there has been plenty of eye candy in the form of the scaffolders setting up a four tier scaffolding all around my work building for a little beautification. Yesterday they finished and I was most sorry to see them go. Well, the painters and decorators start work from today and let's hope there is something to please the old optic nerve there. What ever the case, I am smiling because it is Friday :)

I have had uninterrupted views of men at work from my desk

I will

The swine flu is spreading steadily here in London town and people still have not altered their mostly discusting behaviour regarding their sneezing and coughing in the tube. My company's human resources sent out an official notice of the swine flu yesterday afternoon after I heard that two people in one of the company's other buildings have been diagnosed with it.

Well, this is as good time as any I thought, to draw up my last will and testament. Min has a one signed and witnessed copy and my Big Brother has another identical document. If the swine flu doesn't get me something else unexpected might. So it is good to be prepared and not to leave people wondering about what to do with your things and possessions.

But until then there is a lot of living to do and after 38 sleeps I will be doing it once again in beautiful Arillas :)

Apocalyptica rocks!

The 39th Ilosaarirock was rocked and I am sure fun was had. One of the Sundays bands had to cancel and the gorgeous Apocalyptica graciously came to replace them. I simply love these cello playing guys! You can see their Ilosaarirock surprise gig here for the next 30 days.

Momentous flatulence

Dr. Epstein was a renowned physician who earned his undergraduate, graduate, and medical degrees in his home town and then left for a career in Manhattan, where he quickly rose to the top of his field.

Soon he was invited to deliver a significant paper, at a conference, coincidentally held in his home town.

He walked on stage and placed his papers on the lectern, but they slid off onto the floor. As he bent over to retrieve them, at precisely the wrong instant, he inadvertently passed gas. The microphone amplified his mistake resoundingly through the room and it reverberated down the hall!

He was quite embarrassed but somehow regained his composure just enough to deliver his paper. He ignored the resounding applause and raced out the stage door, never to be seen in his home town
again.

Decades later, when his elderly mother was ill, he returned to visit her. He reserved a hotel room under the name of Levy and arrived under cover of darkness.

The desk clerk asked him, "Is this your first visit to our city, Mr. Levy?" Dr. Epstein replied, "Well, young man, no, it isn't. I grew up here and received my education here, but then I moved away."

"Why haven't you visited?" asked the desk clerk."Actually, I did visit once, many years ago, but an embarrassing thing happened and since then I've been too ashamed to return."

The clerk consoled him. "Sir, while I don't have your life experience, one thing I have learned is that often what seems embarrassing to me isn't even remembered by others. I bet that's true of your incident too."

Dr. Epstein replied, "Son, I doubt that's the case with my incident."

"Was it a long time ago?"

"Yes, many many years."

The clerk asked, "Was it before or after the Epstein Fart?"

Time for Ilosaarirock

Today the Ilosaarirock kicks off again in Joensuu Finland (northern Karelia) and once again I wish I was there with my mates like in the days of yore when we worked for the festival. Tonight one of my favourite bands Children of Bodom will take to the main stage and I am sure they will play the festival audience straight into heavy metal nirvana. Have fun peeps and enjoy the nice weather there in Finland!

Karelian and blonde in space

This morning the first Karelian astronaut Timothy Kopra was launched up in the space shuttle Endeavour to the skies. His grandfather Antti Kopra was born in Karelia before emigrating to USA so that makes him a fellow Karelian in my book. What a handsome chap too ;)

Arillas countdown

Geraldinho is seeing other "owners"

Well, as it turns out, Geraldinho the cat actually has an owner/owners. Someone had left a message in the little barrel on her collar saying: "Hello! I knew my cat has been seeing other owners, just make sure she comes home every now and then."

Never mind, she is still welcome to eat and crash at our place when she feels like it. *deep sigh*

Deimos news

It's a while since I have mentioned the gorgeous K9 Deimos but here is an update. He is fine and loving the summer and giving enough hard time to my Younger Brother by running away sometimes and rolling in various types of muck. *deep sigh* I miss him...

Living in debt

Picture this:

It is the month of July somewhere on the shores of the Black Sea. It is raining, and
the little town looks totally deserted. It is tough times, everybody is in debt, and everybody lives on credit.

Suddenly, a rich tourist comes to town.

He enters the only hotel, lays a 100 Euro note on the reception counter, and
goes to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one.

The hotel proprietor takes the 100 Euro note and runs to pay his debt to the
butcher.

The Butcher takes the 100 Euro note, and runs to pay his debt to the pig
grower.

The pig grower takes the 100 Euro note, and runs to pay his debt to the
supplier of his feed and fuel.

The supplier of feed and fuel takes the 100 Euro note and runs to pay his
debt to the town's prostitute that in these hard times, gave her 'services'
on credit.

The hooker runs to the hotel, and pays off her debt with the 100 Euro note
to the hotel proprietor to pay for the rooms that she rented when she
brought her clients there.

The hotel proprietor then lays the 100 Euro note back on the counter so that
the rich tourist will not suspect anything.

At that moment, the rich tourist comes down after inspecting the rooms, and
takes his 100 Euro note, after saying that he did not like any of the rooms,
and leaves town.

No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now without debt, and
looks to the future with a lot of optimism.

And that ladies and gentlemen, is how the British Government is doing
business today.

Tagged

After spending two nights in a row on my bed, we decided it was time to tag Geraldinho and put our phone number in a little name barrel on the silver bling flea collar that I bought for her. We'll see if the collar stays on and if she stays. Fingers crossed ;)

Comforting company for extreme uncomfort

I was off work last couple of days due to a uncomfortable bout of seriously nasty cystitis. Well, Geraldinho the cat has been around to watch me running to the bathroom and yelling "I am pissing barbed wire" every 10-20 minutes or so. Luckily the antibiotics worked and the nastiness is now truly over. I had it last time about five years ago and it is seriously yucky thing to have and I am most happy that it is not a chronic condition.

But the beautiful Geraldinho has now spent solid 24 hours in the house and she seems to have taken to my bed on which she spent last night. This afternoon she went on her merry way but came back after couple of hours when it started to rain. Got to love her and looks like she might be moving in one of these days ;)

Don't abandon your cat!

In Finland some cretins have a bad habit of getting a kitten for the kids for the summer which they spend at their summer cottages across Finland by the hundreds of thousands of lakes. Then when the leaves turn brown in the trees and it is time to return to the towns and cities the poor abandoned cats are left behind to fend for themselves. Makes me want to spew on the thousands of mom's and dads who make these decisions every year.

Mike Monroe of Hanoi Rocks is participating in the campaign in the Finnish media to try and stop this cruel and unnecessary treatment of cats. Good for him!

Pic on the left is Mike and his 6 year old cat Pikku Neiti which translates into Little Missy

Anvil

I just finished reading one of the best non fiction books in a long time Anvil! The Story of Anvil . I bought it at the airport on my way to Kefalonia but didn't actually get to it until last week. Whilst reading the book about a Canadian band called Anvil , I fell in love with these two guys and I also fell out love with them for the stupid choices that they made along the way. But way to go guys and I just ordered the Anvil The Movie DVD from Play.com just to get that little bit more of the story to go with what I have just read.

And the music is not bad at all so highly recommended!

Today we have been mostly

Camden Town 4th July

Oh what fun we had! We met in the Elephants Head pub with Rea for a swift drink around 2 o'clock and then proceed to the Ice Wharf pub by the canal where we sat until hunger forced us to seek food about 7 o'clock. We decided on Japanese as Hi Sushi was just next door. We devoured a bento box each and few sushi rolls and nice it was too. Then we headed back to the pub and when the sun started to go down we headed back to Elephants Head for one more drink. I got home tired around midnight after drinking my own bodyweight in beer. Bloody good fun though ;)

Saturday morning

This morning dawned bright and sunshiny and I could not sleep past 06.00. It is just gone 08.00 and I have done 2 loads of washing and hung them out to dry and done my shopping list.

Now I just have to go and get the shopping, have my nails done and make my self pretty before heading out to Camden Town for a afternoon session with a friend I have not seen for about six months. Sun is shining and life is good :)

Hot hot hot in London town

The underground is once again feeling hellish with a large number of people being crushed together in a sweaty and smelly space. Not much else has happened apart from trying to keep cool and trying to look cool. Luckily I had some practise in Kefalonia so the weather is not affecting me too badly. At work I got permission to ditch my suit jacket as long as I wear long sleeved cotton shirt to cover my art work from corporate clients. Fair enough me thinks :)

Tomorrow is a training day of some blaah blaah blaah but at least it will get me out of the office. In my company there is a rumour going around that Twitter and Facebook access will be blocked at work or they might do away with Internet all together. You can imagine my reaction to those news and after I stopped laughing I thought that until that happens I won't care. Somewhat draconian or what?

The media is still going nuts flogging the proverbial dead horse of the freak of a man and musical talent with whom I shared my birth date with. Total over kill and how totally uninteresting?

Also in the news Andy Murray still seems to be hanging on in the Wimbledon and that is another thing that the press is going potty over. Italian train crash has had a just a foot note compared to entertainment and sports news. It must be summer and slow news time.

Now, it's off to work but where did I put my water bottle...?