Just checked out Brian's new version of Ironed Fishes. Wow! Looking good. Makes me realize that I need to redo my site again, perhaps spending more than an hour on it. Or at the very least widen the blogging area... What do you think? On the one hand, people are only supposed to be able to take in 7 or so words on a line before it becomes confusing - on the other hand I tend to ramble which leads to a lot of scrolling.

Well - got back late last night from Glastonbury having spent the day sitting around on the site rather than in a traffic jam. Apparently it took some people around 7 hours to get out of the car park! Not fun. As I drove back the four days of sleep depravation kicked in as I dozed fitfully at the wheel, my only savior being a late night garage selling full-caffeine pepsi and pickled onion monster munch.

Glastonbury was much fun though. Caught up with lots of friends, drank way too much and did everything except shower way too much. Weather was pretty good, with Thursday being slightly damp but the other days a good mix of sunny and overcast. I now have a fine farmer's tan for my sins. Oo ar. Best band was probably Yo La Tengo - a New York band playing in the new bands stage. Elastica were good as well though. I didn't seem to spend as much time in the dance tent as I normally do (getting old maybe?) but managed to catch a set by David Holmes in the Rizla Lounge - a small venue. So that was frikkin' cool - he was about 2 metres from me. Star struck or wot.

So now I'm back home in Camberley. I was going to Newquay but lack of forward planning and it being 9pm when I left Glasto put me off!

Bizarre but cool day spent in London shopping, eating and drinking. Most bizarro thing was bumping into Jodi Ann Mullen who I used to fancy like crazy at PGL in summer 1992 but nothing ever happened with. Bob and I were looking at her thinking she was very cute and then I realized she seemed awfully familiar. I told Bob and he didn't believe me but the more I looked the more she had the correct mannerisms - a cutely askew smile and expression that was ultimately familiar. I went over and asked - she looked surprised then remembered who I was. She also remembered she still had some of my letters to her which is more scary! I can't even remember what I wrote but I'm sure they're embaressing now - in a sweet, luvy duvy kinda way. Bless. That's why our memories are so bad - to prevent overload of embaressment!

OK - I've set up my Glastonbury 2000 info page now. Nothing exciting except where I'll be. If there's some way at Glasto to update this expect more info then! I'm going down on Wednesday afternoon. Laters.

Hmm... just found out that yesterday's flight was arriving at Heathrow literally just before the entire automated radar system in the UK failed! Landed at Heathrow around 9.45am in the end (or it might have been a bit later) and the system crashed around 10. Actutally it might have been around the same time as we were coming in as they suddenly delayed us and kept us in a strange holding pattern that I'd never seen coming into Heathrow before. On the plus side the plane landed safely and I was only a bit late unlike 1000s of other poor sods who got delayed hugely. The manual processes still seem to work.

So I'm in the UK for now and about to setup a page for details of where I'm camping at Glastonbury this year. In summary though - the plan is to camp at the south side of the site, at the bottom (ie, southernmost) tip of the field to the west of the Sacred Circle field. This is a nice spot as it's out of the main flow of traffic - other than people sneaking in of course. If anyone wants to try and reach me call or message - 0779 0145027, it's an Orange phone and they worked pretty damn well last year. Here's a map of where we'll be. There should be a large orange tent and I'm going to try and come up with a cool flag before going.

Back in the good ol' U of K again for Glastonbury and a few other choice, family events. Today was my little sister Abigail's 10th birthday party.Being the love buying sibling that I am the simple application of dollars to Pokeman Team Rocket cards (not yet out in the UK) meant that I was top in the sibling ranks for at least 10 minutes. Sigh - such simple pleasures packaged in a nice shiny foil wrapper...

Perhaps more fun is that I've borrowed my dad's Citroen 2CV for my time here. Driving this half tin half fibre glass machine is the driving equivalent of juggling raw eggs. Although the eggs would probably provide more protection in a crash. Luckily it doesn't go above 50 mph anyway.

I keep thinking - screw the Internet. To really make money I need to invent 'self-esteem in a can'. That's gotta be worth something! Unless of course the ingredients are just a good deodorant, body shampoo and vodka. In which case the market's already flooded.

I need more sleep. Things came up last night in a conversation that got to me more than I'd like and I don't even know why. Isn't that strange? How emotions can just rise up in you with no way of knowing where they come from? My normal range is lust, sleepiness, lust and hunger which I can normally source. Other ones... well, they come and go.

People can be fuckers though. Sometimes they know it too and still do it - that's the scariest thing I know. For everyone who knows me out there - whenever I'm a fucker tell me! I probably don't realize it! Can't everyone just be nice to each other? Why do people want pain in their lives? Jeez.

s.u.w.n.

After a weekend of tropical heat in the 90s New York has decided to go decidedly British today with freezing cold rain. Since I am wearing shorts, sandles and t-shirt I am not amused!! The good side of this is that it means the office has not been a complete sauna.

Spent Sunday in the park with Kirsteen having a picnic. We went to the Rose center for Space for a bit to catch up with StJohn and his chums. Jodi Foster explained, in conjunction with a laser light show, how the universe began. 10 seconds later we were on our way through time - from the big bang to the present day. Yawn-a-fuckin'-rama! They could have made it more exciting but it was pretty dull all told. The mouse we saw running under the exhibit was the big excitement. In the evening we went for some smashing sushi at some place in the East Village on A between 5th and 6th.

Saturday was spent a lot on my mobile having discussions in the park, then getting pissed off. Ended up at cush on 5th between A and B. Emily's friend was DJing playing a nice mix of weird dance. The sofa was hella-cool. Sharp cuboids of black rubber coated foam. Nice. Tim wanted to try and steal one but we decided it would be tricky to get past the bouncer. I was also completely sober which made it seem a less sensible option... Yes, I'd decided - based on Friday night where I'd got highly drunk down at Liquids after a meal down at Holy Basil including one blue drink that I can't remember the name of. Probably safer that way. They were playing good music again but the crowd was mix of chinos and chinos. Yoiks.

Well, mum and nan's last night in New York City tonight. Mum made roast beef dinner so I'm now feeling extremely fat and bloaty. Luverley. We all went to see Beauty and the Beast just off Broadway. This turned out to be pretty fun (although they wouldn't let me take my extra large vodka and coke back to the seat) - especially when they did a dance based around all the characters banging metal cups together. Amazing stuff - especially when they had four different people hitting cups together in time with each other.

Strangely enough it all ended happily ever after... bless.

Today I went up to Boston for a two hour meeting. A great way to spend the day. Also involved seeing the Marine Terminal at Le Guardia airport which is pretty amazing with painted ceilings and strange, Russian style sculptures. I was running too late to really appreciate this though!