I’ve heard mention of GWAR before, but never listened to any of their music.
I’ve just heard Let Us Slay, Penguin Attack, School’s Out and Don’t Need A Man. Best seen on YouTube. Funny as hell, rough as guts, worth listening to, if you like heavy metal parodies or just like good old-fashioned heavy metal. Read about them on Wikipedia.
If they perform near here, I’ll definitely go see them.
Every now and then, Anne will have a Board meeting here and she will combine it with afternoon tea. She sets the table with her finest tea ware, makes tea and coffee, and makes scones.
I get relegated to the back rooms. I have to stay out of the way for whole afternoon. It’s not a bad thing. I got brought a pot of tea, just for me. I haven’t had a real pot of tea in such a long time and it’s a real pleasure to have real tea again and not diluted teabag tea. And I occasionally get some of the goodies brought in to make my exile palatable.
But the best part is afterwards, when I get access to leftovers. Best of all is getting at the scones. Real home-made scones, with strawberry jam and whipped cream. The only downside is the strawberry jam. I told Anne to get imported jam, but no, she got the American product. American strawberry jam is corn syrup, high fructose corn syrup, some other chemical muck and some chemical flavourings. If that stuff came near a strawberry any time in it’s making, I would be very surprised. It’s horrible muck, and you only eat if you don’t know better. It’s cheap. Best is imported strawberry jam, especially from Scotland. That stuff has no chemical muck in it, no corn syrup, no high fructose corn syrup, just good strawberries and real sugar. But enough of me whining about the completely ruined food industry in the USA.
The scones and cream were fabulous, the tea was wonderful, I got a lot done in my brief exile, and Anne got a chance to get out her finery and use it.
The weather predictors got it right again. It started snowing Saturday afternoon again. Light snow here, but heavy snow further north. Good thing I didn’t go north to see the Residents. 28 inches of snow, and more expected. Trains canceled, roads blocked, white madness.
We just shut the doors and started the fire and watched movies and occasionally looked out to see how white it was getting.
I’ve been a fan of the Residents for a very long time. Like about 30 years. And they are still around and still making bizarre and interesting music, and I have long wanted to go to one of their concerts, but never thought it would ever be possible. They are coming to Washington DC this Sunday. And I want to go.
There’s just one problem. There is supposed to be a massive snowstorm this Friday and Saturday, like two feet of snow in DC and further north, and it’s unlikely that the Residents will be able to get to DC to perform, let alone me get to DC to see them perform. So I am going to have to miss this one. I’ll keep watching the Residents website and try and make it to the next concert that comes this way.
I am feeling good again. I’ve had a couple of bouts of flu, and have been sick and rundown since mid-December. The last flu has gone, I am feeling healthy, and it’s been such a long time since I felt this good. I just have to stay warm and be careful in the snow.
My dentist phoned me early. They had an appointment for me at 2:40. I was immediately disappointed. They missed the perfect opportunity to make an appointment for me at optimal dentist time – 2:30.
I went to my appointment. There was an assistant shuffle. I started with one, there was another, and I ended with another. Good thing they are all competent and I trust them all. This is a good dentist. His staff are really good. They know me as a gagger and a coward. I get double doses of painkillers and they take care at times when I could gag. I got injected. Two moulds were taken, I gagged several times. The tooth got ground out, and a temporary crown put on. I gagged some more. No eating till the numbness wore off. Food? I wasn’t concerned about food. What about alcohol? No problem, I could indulge in whatever adult beverages I chose. I was sent home.
I got dealt with on 2/2/2010 and I will have my new gold crown inserted on 3/3/2010. I take comfort in weird number coincidences.
Lunch was a nice vegetarian chili with sourdough bread. Soup and soft bread. Nothing hard. So what happened? I have a back tooth with a giant ancient filling in it. It was due to be crowned this year. It snapped. The filling is gone and the inside point is gone. I didn’t even notice it till I felt a huge gap in my mouth after lunch. No pain yet, but there is sensation. I must have swallowed the bits and not even noticed. Damn. That’s going to cost me.
I’m not happy today.
Slow tricky drive to work today. The highways and freeways are clear, but the smaller roads are still icy. A lot will melt today, and then refreeze tonight. It might be worse on the roads tomorrow.
I ache all over. Glad to go to sleep to forget about it all.
I’ve just spent four hours shoveling snow from the driveway and footpath. I am knackered. I am out of shape. Everything aches. I am cold. I am chilled to the bone. I have a cold headache. I thought I could stride out there and manfully shovel for half an hour and have it all done. That sure put me in my place.
I think a hot bath with a large tot of rum is called for.