Album of the Day: Steely Dan - Pretzel Logic
A little too clever, a little too knowing for my liking. Some days I want dumb ass cock rock. It’s the instrumentals that stand out here. I couldn’t be arsed with the lyrical wordplay.
⭐ ⭐
I signed up for a return to rowing for the weekend again. This is the one activity I need to be careful with post-op.
But the club was short of a crew, and I have missed the water. It’s only a social row. What could go wrong?
RAIN then took over and defined Tuesday.
wtf is wrong with this place?
It didn’t stop until late afternoon for a brief period. I took this as my opportunity to head to the Post Office to send out some ebay shit that I’ve sold.
A Steve Cooper X search was also active today. He’s the bookies favourite for the Birmingham City job. Bookies are rarely wrong.
I quite like Birmingham City. They’re a proper old club with a decent fanbase. They would be the perfect fit for Cooper. He deserves so much better though.
I had a brief read through the papers ahead of the Colch City Council Policy Panel meeting. I started a Chronic post, and then gave up.
Life’s too bloody short to be bored to death. I dived into the Red & Rams book instead. I’m such a slow reader. I started this back in October. It’s still got me gripped.
The rain eased, and OH HAI crazy, crazy wind. This sacred the shit out of me. It never use to be like this. I can’t decide if it’s global warming or the stupid bloody Estuary Wilds. Or both?
Either way, it had me hibernating and hoping for the best with the house.
DARTS took over early evening.
You’re a bloody good player, fella, but you’re not sweet sixteen.
Up early tomorrow. VERY early.
Premo Bonds morning, innit.