Famous Blue Raincoat
Sometimes I think about how hard it must be to come from a warm country to settle here. In many ways, it's a great place to live- but we deserve our reputation as purveyors of poor weather. I mean, I've lived here most of my life yet I still struggle with it.
But today it's ok. I got up early, and drove Sarah to the station. It had been bucketing down since last night, and while she stood in line to get her ticket the red coat that shielded her from the rain marked her as a streak of colour in an otherwise monochrome scene of business suits, concrete and sickly sky. I called her back to the car and drove her instead- the traffic on the way back was hellish, but worth it. Besides, I had a Misfits CD and no-one to annoy with my Danzig impressions.
Alone in a car on a motorway is the best place in the world to sing.
There was a break in the weather around lunchtime, so I went outside to feed the tortoise. He wasn't hungry. I contemplated how cool he would look if I painted his shell, then thought about the countless bollockings I'd receive from everyone (and the RSPCA).
Worked really hard this weekend- been wading through a primer on Flash. I'm the only designer I know who doesn't use it, and over the last couple of days I can see I've been missing out. Kinda bummed about skipping the 42-tonne animatronic elephant in town, but it's about time I started making some sacrifices.
Leonard Cohen, Coffee, and Pan au Chocolat. These things are key to surviving a rainy day.
Rx.
But today it's ok. I got up early, and drove Sarah to the station. It had been bucketing down since last night, and while she stood in line to get her ticket the red coat that shielded her from the rain marked her as a streak of colour in an otherwise monochrome scene of business suits, concrete and sickly sky. I called her back to the car and drove her instead- the traffic on the way back was hellish, but worth it. Besides, I had a Misfits CD and no-one to annoy with my Danzig impressions.
Alone in a car on a motorway is the best place in the world to sing.
There was a break in the weather around lunchtime, so I went outside to feed the tortoise. He wasn't hungry. I contemplated how cool he would look if I painted his shell, then thought about the countless bollockings I'd receive from everyone (and the RSPCA).
Worked really hard this weekend- been wading through a primer on Flash. I'm the only designer I know who doesn't use it, and over the last couple of days I can see I've been missing out. Kinda bummed about skipping the 42-tonne animatronic elephant in town, but it's about time I started making some sacrifices.
Leonard Cohen, Coffee, and Pan au Chocolat. These things are key to surviving a rainy day.
Rx.