Fearg on Fridays (no number, we're past that now. It's a lot though, an awful lot. That's not to say the lot is awful, rather a figure of speech.)

Alright motown honkies?

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First up, Kofi Anan hacks into New Old Friends blog post. World fails to notice. Who is reading this thing? I'll tell you one person who is, my father. Which casts a whole new light on the whole Anitipodean sister story of two weeks hence doesn't it? I mean it was amusing to read and stuff, but probably not amusing enough considering my pater familias was going to read it.

I have just finished a week of Summer Schooling, I 'taught' some kids drama over the past week. It was pretty awesome to be honest, we did all kinds of stuff with them culminating in a show this afternoon. It had video, projection, text, dance, animation, it couldn't be more zeitgeisty, except we had freaking jokes in ours. We didn't do it po-faced serious. The kids were incredible, so very funny. One came up with the line "They call me captain, first name cap second name tin." COME ON!!! It was set on board a space ship another classic impr line "I'm the engineer, it wasn't my first choice career. I wanted to be a marine biologist." Both delivered in a dead pan way even the most experienced comic performer wouldn't get near.

More recently I've just got home from a lovely evening with Amy, Ben, & Tiffany. It was lovely, save for the fact that it felt a little like a double date with me and Tiffany expected (but failing) to get it on. Apart from the latent sexual tension it was a lovely evening. We went for a curry, which was great although it did mean I had two dinners this evening. Hang on, ALTHOUGH? That implies this isn't a brilliant thing, I mean AND, or WHICH FUCKING AWESOMENELLY MEANT, the grammar may be questionable on that last one but the sentiment is there.

I wanted to end this blog with some funny word-pun (tautology) about having a drunken revolution and a pissed resistance, as in pieste de la resistence(sp). But I'm pissed so failed. Ah well. Have you ever thought that PIN number is a tautology? Personal Insurance Number Number.

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