lost your stash.

happens at the damnedest moments.

Um Ben, Much as I enjoyed your comments on this thread, I found;

Ben Wilson
6'2"
Brown Hair
Married
Non-Maori

wasn't sufficient for me to pick you out in the crowd.

I'm still chuckling that you lost your stash.

I fear I may have been too whiny about it.

I did enjoy playing some tunes too.

And I'd be gutted that I missed those tunes completely, if I hadn't had such a good time.

'I've Smoked Too Much

I'm still chuckling that you lost your stash.

But not nearly as cool as the one in Wellington, right? RIGHT?

Ummm ... having James Milne play my favourite Lawrence Arabia song* as a special request was kind of hard to beat.

The Reduction Agents have a rule of not rehearsing, and they'd never played that song before, but,…

I'm glad. There was a point there when I thought, "well, this is a cool party, isn't it?"

But not nearly as cool as the one in Wellington, right? RIGHT?

Well, I had a bloody good time.

I'm glad. There was a point there when I thought, "well, this is a cool party, isn't it?"

I did my usual thing of rushing around feeling like I have to touch base with everyone and not having a proper conversation with anyone,…

Was there some secret door I was unaware of? I looked around, to convince myself I wasn't crazy, then decided it didn't matter either way, I was tired, and it was time to go home.

And here I thought you went through the secret door. So Auckland. One minute there…

Do you know how long I have been waiting to see this band? Twenty years. TWENTY. YEARS.

Same. Rocked my lil world. As they did in the flesh for some of my better-travelled friends at the time.

utilise my already-purchased ticket for the nana seats.

I'd be honoured to if…

our firstborn did rummage around mightily indoors when he was taken to a screening of Aliens

Possibly not the worst film to prepare you and your partner for 'the miracle of childbirth', either.

What with the blood and the slime and the screaming monsters bursting out of people and all…

Black Francis has had so many kids he could probably deliver little homey himself.

Like anything involving the Pixies there would have to be a squabbling argument with Kim Deal over the baby delivery procedure while the guitarist looks on frustrated.

Do you know how long I have been waiting to see this band? Twenty years. TWENTY. YEARS.

Same, except I think it's 19 years for me. If they were anywhere else I'd have my ticket. The price of flights to Auckland has currently defeated my credit card however.

A mini-riot broke down the front doors of the theatre while the police looked on (wisely, btw), the place was a couple of thousand over capacity, and we emerged to discover that someone had been shot in the foyer after we'd gone in.

The mildly douchey shoving drunken dudes at…

Most mental gig evar.

Danielle actually giving birth at the Pixies could trump that.

Our firstborn attended the following shows in the womb

Not quite the same but Travis, our firstborn, did rummage around mightily indoors when he was taken to a screening of Aliens. I don't think it scarred him as he turned out to be a philosopher.

– Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
– Sonic Youth
– Shabba Ranks + Shinehead

All at the Brixton Academy. The first two were brilliant — two bands at the top…

(Of course in ancient times these used to be actual pixies.)

I'm sooo tempted to answer that question at epic length.

Feel free! Just don't expect me to understand anything you say. I am a deeply shallow thinker.

But you'll still miss the Pixies.

Don't *say* shit like that, man! I am living in a crazy dreamworld where the kidlet is…

Or is that a tautology?

I'm sooo tempted to answer that question at epic length. But you'll still miss the Pixies. Consolation prize, a pixie of your very own. Fate may control your destiny, but (s)he'll never know what that feels like. Good luck.

OK – a general send-out: at a convenient time this coming year, I invite PAS members to Big O. There are beds available (one motel/3 crib/bach let-outs/4 fully-equipped cottages) and we can – weather permitting – garentee an umukai/hangi. We (Big O people) specialise in…

I would dearly love to get to a meet-up but it is unlikely (except Dunedinistas...)

Meantime I keep my pictures, fantasies or real ones, of all you fullas I esteem-

Sofie, should be there tomorrow: if not, I've sent the track number…

I must get a new phone

I blame the london fog.

Logan built in 1896
60 ft OA
80hp Ford diesel
Gaff rigged yawl
GPS,VHF, SSB & CB radio
All MSA safety gear
Full galley
TV and CD stereo

From the site I linked to earlier.

But I can see why there is some confusion.
:-)

That Ethel is a magnificent wee ship. Is that cross arm up the mast there called the royal?

Not sure, I'm not much of a rigging guy.
I just repaired the floaty bit and refitted the saloon (I've spent a lot of time in saloons)
@Sacha
I must get a…

That Ethel is a magnificent wee ship.

I thought so too.

My man restored a lovely old boat once. It's name is Ethel.

And here she is.
Ethel

Thats the one.

buyer: "That's a fantastic painting, what is it of?"

Artist: "Well it's about Nothing"

Person: "It's soo descriptive, I must have it."

Artist: " Yes I think you must too, and don't forget my next piece is a little thing"

Person: "Be sure to show me when…

Here's a reason to come. When I met Steve Barnes, I mentally confused him with you. It's only since I met him that I can remember the difference. You should meet him, if…

Who?

My son asked me the same question, for the first time today. Exactly the same question. Looks like Russ gets his debate on synchronicity, and I get to start answering the hard questions to a child. I feel under qualified, tempted to cheap out with an easy answer. It…

Google knows better than me, .

Who?

Who??? ;)

Take your pick. Google knows better than me, the literature says.

lost in the matrix ... no I'm not... yes I am...no I'm not ...yes I am...where am I?

You've been reading too much BenWilson. :)

a more than usually miserable cock stain

Ewww ...yum... ewww... yum... breathing in... then out... then in...then out... I'm lost in the matrix ... no I'm not... yes I am...no I'm not ...yes I am...where am I ?
I don't need a tag.I don't need anyone to remember me but…

fowl language

It's Daphne Moran I'm worried for, given his recent fondness for scissors.

exceptional tally of googlewhacks

Well what do you know..

a more than usually miserable cock stain

Ranapia adds to his exceptional tally of googlewhacks.

Why is there a chicken in my lounge?

It's hiding from dubmugga's dog.

Craig, are you coming

You couldn't keep me away from Emma and David's book launch, but sadly will have to miss the Great Blend due to a prior commitment: Better Half's going away drinkies to mark the end of his 46 years at KiwiRail in all it's many guises. I…

Why is there a chicken in my lounge?

Is it there so you can keep your rage up by killing it? Don't forget to watch the flag, and whisper sweet nothings to your healer.

Oh crap. Can someone monitor my intake of Epic Pale Ale prior to speaking please? That stuff is my kryptonite.

Did I say "conscious party"? I think that's because it was the year that the booze ran out... This year, may it be flowing like water...

imagine a pleasantly boring voice speaking deeply and slowly

yeeeeessssss master

...

Why is there a chicken in my lounge?

(However, I am slowly morphing into my gravatar – is this happening to anyone else?)

Rare is the day I log into PAS and don't have at least one :D moment of recognising awesomeness.

She has clearly made a soul-selling pact with either the devil himself or god's own corsetiere.

I'm going for the theory that Sophia Loren's body is in a snug pocket of space-time where the laws of nature no longer apply. :)

If we have name tags, can I be someone else?

I thought you already were?

Heh... it reminds me of an old Matt Welcome bit where he describes somebody on the telly talking about some terrifying ordeal they went through, ending with: "I thought it was the kind of thing…

I vote yes for nametags, but just because I tend to forget names about halfway through the second sentence of talking to someone new. Seriously.

To be completely 100% honest, that would be the biggest thing I'd get out of it. It's hard to say if that's a good thing.…

Not as scary as Sophia Loren

This. So this. The freakiest thing about her is the boobage: she is a well-endowed lady who does not appear to sag in any way! She has clearly made a soul-selling pact with either the devil himself or god's own corsetiere.

I will respond to the mating call with the traditional verse, 'Cuban Pete'

You two are jst trying to scare people off. :)

I've heard CYFS takes a rather dim view of leaving them alone for the evening, even if you do leave the remote within easy reach and $20 pinned to their nappy in case of emergencies (curse you, nanny state!.

Surely, if the state really was a Nanny... you wouldnt have…

I am slowly morphing into my gravatar – is this happening to anyone else?

Not so much with the slowly morphing... I've always had a gear lever sticking out of my head :)

p.s. the caption that belongs under the picture is "Shift For Brains"

people who are six months pregnant are often incapable of staying up past 8pm, I've discovered

People who are four weeks old are quite often the same. But, oddly, quite capable of staying up for hours when they wake up at 2 in the morning.

Anyhoo, I've heard CYFS takes…

There is no one I would rather morph into than Charo (have you seen her lately? She is AGELESS. That is some Dorian Gray shit)

Not as scary as Sophia Loren — I swear she's had her bood drained and replaced with botox. It's the only rational, or even remotely…

(However, I am slowly morphing into my gravatar – is this happening to anyone else?)

So it's a reverse Dorian Gray, then, eh?

Personally, my gravatar is three tattoo sessions behind the times. I should probably get around to updating it.

Yes to nametags. Not that I'll be attending the…

I'm…

Is there a cooler way of doing it?

Gravatar tags.

I'm hopeless with names, but I'd recognise a dugong across a crowded room.

If we have name tags, can I be someone else?

I thought you already were?

Al Green will be performing in Auckland in January. Whooo!!

My reaction to this news last week: "OMG I am going to pee my pants!" Yes. This is the effect the Reverend Al has on me.

No party for me. Again. Because I have my work Christmas do and Jarvis…

Nope, changed my mind. Deleting 5000 odd words...now. That's been happening a lot lately. Only I know what they said. Something feels a little selfish about that. I'll consider this my opening rebuttal…

That stuff is my kryptonite.

Kryptonite, power pill... it's so hard to keep these things straight.

We're discussing an epic comment, and the beer sponsor who's just come aboard for the Great Blend is ... Epic.

Oh crap. Can someone monitor my intake of Epic Pale Ale prior to speaking please? That stuff is my kryptonite.

I vote yes for nametags, but just because I tend…

What do we all think about name-tags, then?

I did suggest this 'round the time of the last Auckland event, even though the concept does remind me of Rotary meetings. Maybe if we could opt for cryptic identifiers?

Just when I thought there would be no summer concerts for me…

We're discussing an epic comment, and the beer sponsor who's just come aboard for the Great Blend is ... Epic.

Should we have a week-long debate between rationalists and believers in synchronicity?

Is there a cooler way of doing it?

Yes there is, with customised neckalces!

What do we all think about name-tags, then? I hadn't planned to, but should I consider it? They can be cheesy, they can be useful. Is there a cooler way of doing it?

(Oh, and, what rational odds would you place on me not reading an epic comment in my own thread?)

Ben, I wasn't going to attend – for essentially the same reasons that you considered – but after that epic comment (deep breath...) I'll be there.

Respect!

I'm back for the summer on the 16th. Are you sure you can't postpone a couple of weeks?

So then you can make to Wellington on the 17th for the best party of the year then!

So next week is 1st Beer tasting, 6pm at the Stables in Elliot St ( of which me friend said to tell others $22.00 if anyone else is particularly interested),2nd book launch,3rd late at the museum,4th great blend, 5th civic. busy busy.:)

Oh now you're just boasting cruelly. Russell got…

Don't forget that...

So next week is 1st Beer tasting, 6pm at the Stables in Elliot St ( of which me friend said to tell others $22.00 if anyone else is particularly interested),2nd book launch,3rd late at the museum,4th great blend, 5th civic. busy busy.:)

Nat Torkington's very popular Ignite series of lightning presentations

If that's not their official name it totally should be.

Practically a presentation in itself.

I fear I may need to raise the brow-ness of my talk.

I reckon it needs to be at least knowledge-brow, bro!

I fear I may need to raise the brow-ness of my talk.