She watched the pavement slide by when she should have obviously been paying attention to the road. It was gone midnight and the only people out were too pissed to even find their car keys. Rain bounced off of the windshield like cups of water thrown down a marathon runner. The gun lay on the … More The reign of the rain – a flash fiction piece.
My thoughts this morning have been consumed with my project, an attempt to bring together all my efforts. For some reason I’ve lost focus in the last couple of weeks but we will see what comes of it. I’ve got one of my songs on a loop in my head which I always take as … More Getting back on track.
Gummy mouth and scratchy eyes,can’t work out if it’s a two day hangover or hayfever or both. I got to spend last night with some of my favourite people in all the world and it’s caused me to wake up full of the joys of Spring. The wonder of these friends is that we haven’t … More A tribute to good friends.
I’m nursing a big black coffee. You thought I was going to say something else. You’re sick. Last night I drunk too much J&B and it’s taken me a couple of hours to get back into my own head. I really want to watch the Olympics opening ceremony because I’m defending McCartney to the max … More Fight McCartney’s corner.
It’s sort of like when you accidentally start fancying your friends dad isn’t it? Some of you may think I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel with this weeks man crush but Neeson is a force to be reckoned with so hold your judgement for another two hundred words. Here’s Neeson’s CV: – Saved over … More Mancrush Friday – Liam Neeson.
I finally got to see the final slice of the Dark Knight trilogy and my god it’s beautiful. If you’re still waiting to see it then read no further. Right… Have they gone? … Oh man, it was amazing. Wasn’t it amazing. I was literally hooked the whole way through. Nolan is some kind of … More The Dark Knight Rises – an almost review.
There’s nothing like the anti-climax of getting on a commenter train to London. Nothing like it. I’m surrounded by shells of men, bloated corpses, this can’t be what it’s all about. I went for a run this morning. I ran out to the lake beyond the woods at the bottom of my road. I feel … More Collected thoughts on a Wednesday morning.