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Missing booze

After a good night out last night with some great clients (turns out I’m a handbag.com kind of guy) I decided to walk for a wee bit and ended up at Anniesland Cross so I could take a picture of the sign for the Ministry of Booze.

However in a painfully brilliantly masterstroke some one has nicked the ‘Booze’ part of the sign. I still took the picture while all the time blaming students for pinching half of my favourite shop sign. I have no idea if it was students of course but it seems like the thing I would do when I was a student.

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Away

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Over Easter, Sam and I went off to Stockholm for a wee trip. I’ve been before for a stag weekend a couple of years ago. We had a great time and Sam started to learn more about my fondness for taking pictures of stupid things. Like shop window dummies. And hat shops. Hotel was great and the weather was fantastic. But sweet jebus, it was expensive for beer. I mean really! Oddly we never noticed this two years ago.

Still it is truly a great place and we had a ball. I am forbidden to mention Sam’s fan club though. Forbidden!

Bought Guitar Hero. For the kids. Really.

Off to see the guys from work after I do this. They are having a chat about work flow, processes, etc and given that I maybe an obstacle and also that I can’t keep my mouth shut in those kind of chats I’ve decided to let them do their thing then I’ll get my kicking after I have something to eat.

There is no way, no how, that we’re off to a strip club.

Trust

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Show this yesterday spray painted to a wall. It’s on quite a busy wee path between Kelvingrove tube station and Gibson Street. It got me thinking who wrote it, why and who is it meant for? Me? You? What do you think?

I imagine someone has to walk that route everyday. They may not know that it was written for them but it gives a great pleasure to the artist.

I dunno. But I can’t imagine a better use for pink paint.

Starry, Starry, Starry

Whore

Well we won the pitch for Knockhill Racing Circuit which is great, I’m looking forward to getting into that and we’ve put the BeBooks website up for some awards so we’ll hold our breath, etc, etc. etc.

I’ve been down south visiting the nice people at Abacus (had a lovely chicken pate roll, magic) today and using the power of the International Web I’m posting today on a train using Wi-fi or as the French say, wee-fee. I prefer wee-fee. Lovely french.

I like train stations. I like airports too. I like places where people meet and leave either their lives, their fears, their dreams. I got some nice pics of York station and Knaresborough. I like it when you can see the emotion on people’s faces when the get off the plane and meet or. I also played with my Macro and that was cool, got some nature pics stuff. I liked playing. I have to get my flickr condom machine art group together. It annoys people I go out with. I go to the toilet and take pictures of condom machines. It amazes me.

More on that later…

On the train home someone had scratched WHORE into the back of the train seat. It also had a number that you could call. I suppose if you wanted a whore. I doubt that the person knew that their number was going up on the train. Oddly it looked as if it was put there by girls. I don’t know why I found that odd. But I did.

Sam is cool.

Busy

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It’s been a while but I’ve been rushed. Went to Disneyland Paris with the kids and my ex last week for a few days which was hilarious. It quickly became about me rather than the kids. I met the main man above and could obnly say, “I love you”. Danny gave me kudos for this saying that I was the only Dad that got his pic taken with his new friends. Damn straight.

Various rides taken, many queues stood in but altogether a fantastic time. I hate the feckin dumbo ride that said 30 min wait but actually was 1hr 15min. And the kids loved it. Whatever. Pics on my Flickr.

Got back to Glasgow and went to see the Hold Steady at the Cathouse. Went with Sean, Sally and Sam. Way, way too many ’s’s to deal with and some considered it the worst Valemtines evah. I rocked out anyway. Which was odd. Then Bier Halle for poshness.

Friday and Gareth, Julia, Sam and I went to some fantastic Morrocan restaurant. Awwwwww. Then to Steph’s (not the Steph, another Steph) leaving party. I had never met her before but I think I left an impression.

Saturday was cool, watched a week’s worth of TV inc the brilliant Life on Mars. Happy that’s back.

Sunday went for sushi then cooked a fucking incredible carbonara that went down very well. I was like a real world fucking tv chef!

Today Sam and I went to see Hot Fuzz which is just so, so, so, so much fun. I implore you all to see it, it’s hilarious. Timothy Dalton is amazing and the action sequences… well. Kick arse. This shit got real. See it.

Then we went for the noodles, Sam went home (rubbish) and I met up with the lovely Neil McKinven for a quick chat then I headed home.

We also launched a website today. Sexual health website no less. With Miss Hoolie doing the voice over for the books. I was sick in Miss Hoolie’s bath once after drinking the classic combo of Blue label vodka and pineapple juice. Swish!

Since Saturday I have left in taxis my wallet, camera and ipod. I have also got them back. That luck will run out soon enough…

Friday

All started off well, I went for some tea at the Hallion with Debs, Brian, Topher and Johnny. I had a great slab of meat with some lovely creamed spinach that Brian kindly shared. It was lovely and a great start to the evening. And a lovely bottle of wine there too. Sweet.

Then off to see C-90 at the Arches. I as surprised as I thought this was a stand up but it was a little bit of theatre. And it was beautiful. I can’t really go into what it was about, I can’t really remember. I laughed and felt sad and felt happy and felt that I had no idea what had happened at the end but I was elated that I had seen it. I want to see it again. I loved the fact that one of the characters decided to be a lollipop lady rather than a lawyer as she could then save the lives of thirty children a day. A thoughful, moving, funny, wonderfully performed show.

Couple of G&T’s after the show then it was time to take the five minute stroll to Barfly to see Beecake. Earlier in the evening I had a chat with Topher about the fear of seeing a friend’s band. What if it’s pish? What if you hate the music? What if? And then you have to see them and have to give the honest answer to the question,”What do you think?”.

I needn’t have worried. The guys we’re great, for me they really kicked in around the song “I’m Sorry”. It was brilliant to be there. I jumped along with the best of them. Also got to see some people I haven’t seen in a while which was great too, esp. the lovley Mark. What a surprise, what a treat.

After the boys finished I spent some time talking to people, went “backstage” (silly little room) and passed on my congratulations to the guys and talked about me being a roadie in LA for them. Which would be hilarious. Have to learn to tune guitars though…

Talked to some peeps, esp the people who came from Japan for the gig. They were lovely and very sweet. I wasn’t sure who was more excited about being there, them or me. It was good to meet fans that are fans rather than hiding in fucking forums being nasty and cruel about people that they haven’t met and don’t know. Scared, sorry little fuckers. Anyway…..

Then off back to the Hallion to drink and laugh. Billy, Mark, Aude and Ali came up after and we had a right good chat about the gig, the importance of stories and how you tune guitars. I’m also getting my Garage Band lesson soon too. Turns out my camera works just fine when I’m pissed too. Good camera, good.

I got a bus home. At 3.15am. That was weird, I don’t usually get a bus home at 3.15am. All good.

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Inspiration

Sunset 26/01/07As well as my shiny (well sexy matte) black MacBook I’ve also got a new camera. The reason being that I’ve had a lot of occasions that I wish I had a good camera and was missing my broken old one. So I decided to indulge in a sweet Canon Ixus 850IS. It’s small enough to carry around all the time even in it’s soft case. It’s very cute. And now with iPhoto on my Mac (have you heard, I’ve got a new Mac…) the management of the images is ideal and straight forward.

On Friday I was lucky enough to indulge in one of the reasons that I really wanted the camera. In out offices at GRP we look out upon the city and sometimes, esp. at this time of year, we get the most stunning sunsets. Friday was one of those days so I went outside and took some shots. As the camera’s first test it performed beautifully. The next test is to see how it works when I’m pissed…