Ah, another weekend, another picnic. I don't know how I keep up with them all, to be honest. I had a nice cheese sandwich, which was a bit soggy because of the rain, and sat in the park until the sun came out. No one turned up, apart from my friend and I, and some angry spiders who we decided had been sitting on the bench having their own picnic until we came along and sat on them, squashing their fly sandwiches and mosquito casserole. Mind you, if anyone else had turned up we wouldn't have been able to fit on that bench, so it's a good job you all went to Glasgow instead. So anyway, where was I?? I flew back from Atlanta, Georgia last Wednesday, where I had a wonderfully exciting time with a friend of mine. We did an awful lot, and I was exhausted most of the time, but it was well worth it, and the friend I was staying with is the type who's fun to be around whatever you're doing, even if it's just sitting by the railroad tracks drinking beer or eating doughnuts in bed on sunday morning. I didn't manage to meet any local sinister people, although i did make a rather late-in-the-day attempt, but I don't think I'd have been able to anyway due to my hectic tourist schedule. But thanks to Laura and Jay for tips on what to see :) I did, however, manage to meet Atlanta's most notorious stripper, Blondie, a big and terrifying black lady with tiny legs, who wore a blonde wig and not much else. She gave a disastrous performance where her wig fell off and she fell over it, unbalanced as she was by her ample proportions, then she picked herself up and came to talk to us. I was too scared even to open my mouth because she'd notice I was English and experience had already taught me that Americans seem to love English people for no apparent reason. I didn't want to experience Blondie's kind of love. Eventually I had to speak to her but subtly managed to walk my stool away from her to keep a safe distance from any potential pouncing. So I survived, just about, although she did perform her "special trick" for me, images of which still flash across my brian whenever I'm in the fruit and veg aisle at tesco. I heard B+S on the radio twice, too, which is only half as many times as I've heard them on the radio here. College radio seems to be pretty damn good. I ate lots and lots of burgers and actually got quite fat. It was difficult to stop though, because people insisted on giving me free things because I was english. I find that a bit embarrassing. I like people to like me and give me things, for sure, but when it's simply because of an accident of fate like being born in evesham, england, I feel a little uneasy. It must be what it's like to be beautiful or famous. I don't think I'd like that very much. One good thing about Storytelling is that the instrumentals are perfect for bridging difficult gaps on mixtapes. Last night I was making a minidisc of my "Deutsch Plus" German tapes, and replaced all of the standard Casio-keyboard music between sections with songs I like. The plan is that this will MAKE LEARNING FUN. I'll let you know if it works. The songs included some Storytelling tracks and they worked really well. It worked so well in fact I'm even considering replacing all the talkie bits on Storytelling with quotes from Deutsch Plus. Now, that *would* be an album. bye x Robin _________________________________________________________________ Chat with friends online, try MSN Messenger: http://messenger.msn.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+