Amy & the rest of you, Hey I'll introduce myself. It's Vilkas. (Ms. Vilkas, not Mr. Vilkas, there's sometimes confusion). I often enjoy your posts. It's like a peanut-gallery-massive. But I don't post much myself. I've been writing one in my drafts folder for about a month now, it never seems coherent enough to post. And this isn't it. So, there you have it: HI!. >>i agree with jenowl, ribena is the best drink in the world. but have you .>>tried vodka and ribena? mmmmmm, now that is lovely. what i miss the most
is creamola foam though, does anyone else remember it? it came in a wee tub, it was pink powder and you added two or three tablespoonfuls to a glass of water and it fizzed up and tasted lovely.
LIQUID FRUIT FLAVOURED CRACK So Ribena. Here, in the east coast seaboard of the US, Ribena is occaisionally sold in Asian grocerys. My local Indian food grocery has it in Orange Apricot, but not purple-berry flavour (?). The Chinese grocery store had the berry flavour squash/concentrate Ribena in purple berry. Speaking of flavour, while in Scotland, I got ***hooked*** on Irn-Bru. But there's no Irn-Bru here. None. There's a soda called Inca-Cola that they sell in my local Cuban restaurant. And again, in the specialty, hispanic/mexican/South American, grocery. It's pretty similar, y'know, carbonated bubble gum & liquid gummi bear mixed together flavour; but it doen't have that ***special*** thing that Irn-Bru has. Vodka & Ribena is good. Vodka & Irn-Bru is better. Vodka & RedBull is the best! Props to KennethRedBull. Geez, my last night in Glasgow, October 25th or 26th or something, some friends and me went out dancing 'n' stuff. Vodka & RedBulls were £1.50. Oh dear. I sobered up somewhere over the Atlantic ocean that was much closer to North America than it was to Glasgow International Airport. A few days later I was speaking with my friend Domenico about the combination hangover/jetlag cloud hanging above my head. He suggested that vodka & RedBull is what you drink when you want to break things. When you want to make out in the middle of the dance floor but only after dancing on the table. After breaking more things. I blushed as I had been found out. >:-). (Sorry about that, I'm still amused by emoticons.) >>was talking about 80's tv the otherday. does anyone else remember pugwall?
teddy ruxpin? fraggle rock? round the twist? fingermouse? you and me with cosmo and dibs? charlie chalk? they don't make them like that anymore.
SCARY TALKING BEARS Ooo, I remember Teddy Ruxpin. He scared me. I thought he was creepy. Mind you I wasn't even a little little kid at the time. I turned 9 in 1983; at 26, I'm a technically an adult. However Fraggle Rock, ***rocked***. To the tune of Faggle Rock: "Down at Fraggle Rock Dah Dah Dah!" Do you remember Snorks? Smurfs, He-Man, She-Ra, Thundercats, Mighty Mouse? Geez, there are so many wacky old shows from the 80s that didn't seem that odd in the 80s but now they do. My friend had a videocassette of 80s TV commercials. We watched them during as part of a sculpture critique which was odd in itself. The adverts were recorded on analog home video equipment back in the day. And they were edited together on contemporary, digital, professional equipment. What this did to the picture was nothing. What this did to the sound was turned it into a record at the wrong speed, then the right speed, then the wrong speed, and so on like that. It was crazy to see all those adverts; cos even with the wacky sound everyone watching remebered the jingles enough to hum along. Kinda scary. Actually really scary. i love neil young! and it's taken me since christmas to realise how much. sat in the 13th note last night avec fellow sinisterine dafyd, "after the gold rush" came on the jukebox and i was in love...that song is just so beautiful. my dear lovely sweetheart ross put "like a hurricane" on his christmas tape for me and it has the most lovely lyric "you are like a hurricane/there's calm in your eyes"...... 13TH-NOTE-RED-THAI-CURRY Lemme just say. One night in mid-October last year, I had been going about my day and had a 13th-note-red-thai-curry craving that had to be satisfied. It had been drizzling intermittently all day. Then, after I went home and frenshened up. As I walked across the street [:)] to hop on the underground it started to rain harder. Ok, 5 stops later, coming up the St. Enochs escalator, there was a typhoon waiting for me and any other poor folk wo dared leave the shelter of modern buildings. So I said fuck it, opened my umbrella to little use, and went curry hunting. Down Argyle street, still typhooning, down King street still typhooning. So I get to the corner. It's just the time of day so that it's dusk but the windows are still reflecting the sunlight so you cannot see in. Turn the corner, open the door, shake a little bit of water off, look up. They've got the candles in bottles lit. On every table. And then some. The whole place is lit by these candles. What with the warm, terracotta coloured ceilings and all, it was like walking into a freakin cathedrel in a movie or something. My Bloody Valentine was on the speakers. It was sooooo nice to be in there then. Such a nice surprise. If only I'd been with a young man I'd fancied. (And who'd fancied me, but thats a whole nother story that doesn't need to see the light of day. dammitdammitdammit.) But are you ever just going along, and you happen upon a really *nice* pleasant place to be. Like you're waliking down the street and you look up and there's nothing but blue in the sky? Yep, that's it. Plus, they had 13th-note-red-thai-curry. It's good. Mmmmm. And Pine Ale. It's good, Mmmmm. Going to go and see some local folks play music now. Denali. I've heard they're good. And Patrick Phelan. He's good. A little derivative like "Please I wanna be like chemikal underground"; but that's ok. It's still really nice, he's got this supersmooth voice. So if you know him, i'm not ragging, OK? Copying Laura Llew, Lovin' ya and Leavin 'Ya, Vilkas
right, i better go, loadsa love, amy xxxxx
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