Haven’t been doing much around here, have I? Lot of things going on the past week. For one I reckon I’m starting to get the most out of twitter. Like for instance the other night I found out that there were fireballs falling in Houston Texas, and the next day some guy I don’t know ate some meatballs in IKEA, and the cool thing is I knew about these events sooner than probably quite a few people. If you want to feel like a sci-fi supervillain just go to monitter.com, throw in some keywords and then imagine you’re absorbing crazy data streams out of people’s heads. It is not hard to do.
Secondly, there’s a project afoot. Uh. I’m not going to say anything about that yet.
Thirdly, I wanted to mention a nifty event I was at in Chapters on Tuesday – Neil Gaiman reading and Amanda Palmer ukelele-ing. Organisation was a bit dodgy, largely it seems because the staff were too busy shuffling awkwardly and going “Shucks, no one’s gonna turn up at our shop” to properly think it through, but it was a most enjoyable evening. Gaiman was reading from a book they worked on called Who Killed Amanda Palmer? and basically what you need to know is that his old school storytelling mixed with her gleeful sordidness makes for some top-notch material. Grimm fairytales but with hookers and crack, that kind of thing. You can see basically the whole show in five parts starting here.
And lastly, I’m off to Maastricht in… four hours. I’m typing fast here so I can stay awake. Exhilarating! There’s a carnival over there, you see, and I’ve been trawling Dublin’s various vintage shops (and River Island, and Tie Rack, which I don’t understand how they stay in business because surely cravats and cummerbunds aren’t exactly flying out the doors) so that I can bring the magic of Oscar Wilde’s Jakey Nephew to the streets of the Netherlands. On which note, either it’s bloody hard to get hold of a cane in Dublin or I’m just stupid.
Hope you made it back from carnival alive… I would very much like to know about this mysterious project. If I buy you some kind of food item would that help?
I hope you enjoyed Maastricht. I’m not jealous like, of course. The most exciting part of my day yesterday was getting a new pack of post-its …Not jealous of you and your carnival at all …
Food would absolutely help. Preferably in a pub environment, and preferably dry roasted. Everything is better when it’s dry roasted.
Laura, we’re planning a weekend in Berlin in a few months. You and the big fella should come with. Bring the gang!
I disagree with you there Colm. I think everything tastes better when it’s BBQ’d (even cookies!)
Berlin you say …*taps chin in thought* Sounds like a plan Batman. Good time in Masstricht?
Cracking time altogether. They drink tiny beers! So many tiny beers.
Berlin may turn into Krakow or Barcelona or Budapest. Who even knows.
Does the new project in any way involve Maybury? If so, just bale out now. I heard he feeds beefburgers to swans.
It does not. At least, not to my knowledge. Dang, I’d better check that.
Make it Budapest or Krakow because I haven’t been there before. If I go back to Spain I’ll surely kill a Spaniard.
Mysterious project eh? I get ya *wink*