VII
Mar/100
So it’s actually very hard to write a blog and skype at the same time!
Seven months is hardly any time at all.
I saw Adam Hills in Melbourne. Not like a show, like on the street. I nearly went up to him, but what would I say? Dude, you helped me score? Hey Adam, I met (not really) my girlfriend at your show. Dear Mr. Hills, I saw you on May 1 and nearly four months later I was in a relationship.
It’s a funny story.
I saw Tripod in Melbourne too. In a show. They were excellent. I’d really like to see a show where they just play their songs though. I imagine it would be excellent.
Happily, everyone who came along to the show on my recommendation loved it. I have excellent taste, you know.
Apparently both my cricket teams (as in, I played about four games for each of them) lost their grand final. It does mean that in three seasons, I’ve had four teams in the grand final.
Not a very good success rate, admittedly. 1 win from 4. 1 from 2 in the games I actually played in.
In the end, it was probably the best season ever.
Probably the best year ever.
Sydney on Friday. Very keen. This month hasn’t been unpleasant by any means, but I’m ready to come home.