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Thursday, February 26, 2004

A THOUSAND SILVER BLANK MOUNT WHITE ZION CARDS. AND A DUCK.


Recently, I have mostly been having a bloody good time with my friends. First up, party at the new gaffe in Whitton, of all places. Yes I know, I've come so far and gone nowhere, but I'm happy with that. Fits in with the general theme of the party, which wasn't really a housewarming, but it was the first party at the new flat, so does that make it a housewarming, I don't know. Anyway, me and mark, rew, mat, nici, helen and dan were hard at it, after dan had turned up the night before and imbibed spirit until about 5am, good start. Attempted to explain discordianism to him after a great many beers, failed, which is just as it should be. Picked up stragglers from various places and some arrived of their own accord, then we went off to Anastasia's exhibition, which was unusually provoking (and bloody good, buy her stuff people).

Apres le gallerie, nous er went to Wags for dinner, which is the best restaurant to take a bunch of people who like japanese noodle bars to without booking in the world. Or at least Kingston. They probably have better ones in japan. I had noodles, with shark and red snapper and stuff, so did mat. In soup. With side dish of duck parcels with hoi sin sauce, and a bowl of rice that I didn't touch. And an Asahi. Then we went home. We went to Tesco at some point too, and bought party essentials, like beer. Then we got down to the serious stuff. 1000 blank cards is a game like no other, where you get a bunch of cards, it doesn't really matter if it's a thousand, that's the whole point, nothing really matters. Just a lot of cards, and blank. With nothing on them. Sort out enough pens for everybody, explain the rules (there aren't any really, make them up), and let rip with the card design. Best fun I've had in years, and mat and I were crying with laughter and in need of medical assistance for split sides after the willies got a bit out of hand and handfuls of them were being handed around. Mat made some hardcore porn too, great. Rew was a filthy bugger and got everyone to lick his, nici drew yoda raising a suacepan out of a swamp, dan increased the willy presence significantly, and helen made me bark like a dog, the hussy. Anyway you all get the picture by now, and if you don't I'll be scanning them all in once I get my scanner lead located. Then we all got into bed.

The following day, we had breakfast, went to a pub for lunch, it was really really nice. Panoramic views over the Thames, geese, swans, and whatnot. Good tucker too. Then everyone went home, great.

The following weekend an impromptu meetup with liz and asan made the weekend worthwhile and not just a couple of boring days to stay in bed then play flashpoint all day, really nice just to go down the pub with some mates for once. We exchanged a pair of shoes for a jumper.

This evening I have been to see a really really good hippy canadian outfit from canada, called A Silver Mount Zion. This is a band that I had hitherto noted only when walking past the flatmate's bedroom while saying "turn that hippy rubbish off, you've been playing the same song all day". Which doesn't really do them justice as they played a two hour set at La Scala. Really, really engrossing music, ith the instruments playing themselves often, I really like that. Two violins, two cello, or one might have been a double bass, hairy old hippy singer, drummer, and shy guitarist that wouldn't face the audience. Also very moving, I had a lump in my throat several times even though I couldn't really make out what they were banging on about half the time. Really, really good, I'm converted.


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