(Three holes in the ground)

Right, now after the cheap joke. Time for more serious things.  Firstly my Dad is recovering really well, after a week of his heart playing silly buggers and being up and down, it seems to of finally settled and yesterday he was eating more, up and walking and having a joke! With the will of the Gods, he should be out by Thursday. Not bad for someone who had about a tea spoon size bit of heart cut out of him a week ago. I’m seriously happy (eye juice has been involved) and would like to thank everyone at the London Heart Hospital for looking after him and bringing him back to his family. It has been a odd weekend of hospital wards, shopping on Oxford Street, Cosmopolitan restaurants and Lord of the Rings on my laptop in the evenings.

I hope that will the last time I have to head up to London before the end of the month when I go up for a talk by Simon Marsden (a photographer of the spooky) for part of London Ghost week! I shall be featuring him in a journal posting soon, keep those peepers peeled!

It was a ‘Happy Post Morning’ today as I arrived at work to find a letter from work extending my contract, good news! Also a parcel from Houston, Texas with goodies from the world of Al Jourgenson.

I have the new album from REVCO ‘Sex-o Olympic-o’ of which the few songs I have listened to so far is pretty awesome. It has an interesting revamping of  ‘Keys to the City,’ the Ministry and Co-conspirators track for the Chicago Blackhawks.

Along with that came the Ministry live album ‘Adios’ from their last and final tour ‘CuLatour‘.

For those who know me, you know I turned into a 31 year old Ministry groupie and saw them last year  in Chicago, then London and Bristol (where I got to meet my GOD and had a beer with him on the tour bus!). Good times! Ironically the live album seems to be recorded from their Manchester gig, gutted! I travel across the UK and the Atlantic, and they choose Manchester for the recording! Well I hope the upcoming live DVD provides me with footage of the gigs I saw.

Al Jourgenson and I on the tour bus in Bristol during the CuLaTour

As well as the two CDs came a t-shirt and lots of extra free goodies in the shape of two posters (one signed by the band), a badge, stickers, postcards and a promo CD of Ministry, Prong and Revolting Cocks (REVCO).  Much excitement!!!!! ** CLAPPING OF HANDS IN SPECIAL MANNER**

So onto features I have had backing up on my igoogle page from the world of tech geek things.

Whilst this could considered in bad taste, it does tickle my sense of humour and with my Dad on the mend, I think I can feature these shelves for life. Personally I think they are very eco-friendly and also its one less thing for relatives to worry about. Just bring a screw driver with you.

230 Miles of Love is a project of comedy, the M6 and SatNav. Whilst I’m not a fan of SatNav, preferring good old paper maps and the adventures of getting lost. This is a really interesting new way to deliver story telling.

Oooh just found another ministry goodie, Ministry earplugs!

Till next time!

For those who read the posting about Volcano Redoubt doing its funky electrical storm thing. Hig who took the photos has posted up some of the science of why you get electrical storms during volcanic eruptions.

News is circulating that Obama has been depressed and distant after the finale of Battlestar Galactica. I understand his pain!

I saw him yesterday, venturing into London amidst the G20 protests (off which I only saw anything of in newspapers and the BBC website).  All those cables and tubes kinda made me think I have a USB Dad now. I’ll see if I can plug him into his PC when he gets home, maybe I’ll get the ‘This device can perform faster if you use a USB2.0 port’ message. There was numerous machines around him, all connected to a central power stem, thoughts of science fiction jumped to mind. So if not USB will he be assimulated or maybe a cylon infact? Sorry geek humour in bad times help me stay sane (ish). It’s the best conversation outside of hospital things i can come up with.

Thanks to everyone for their support and kind words, espesically those people in London who are either under similar duress in the hospital and random meetings outside the hospital. Funny how fate deals the cards you need when you need them most.

My father has headed into hospital so they can cut abit of his heart out to help the blood flow, a strange time indeed. It was known to be coming for many months, but when the go ahead was announced there was little time for it to sink in.  I saw him yesterday as I escorted my mother to London to be with him for a next few days. Whilst I have a good sense of confidence in surgery today and the fact the surgeon is one of the best in the world today, I still worry and understandably so.  So my thoughts go out to my parents and thanks to the Heart Hospital in London for looking after him so well.

The knock on effects of times like these is thoughts on one selves mortality and the important things in the life. So many things to worry about out there and so many things that have made us step back when we should step forward. But they are small and its good to remember beyond the 9-5 and mortgages that we are alive and there is a world out full of wonders and moments.

So as I listen to Battlestar Galactica Season 3 Soundtrack for the frak knows how many time (it is good thought music though) and rebuild my Fathers computer for his return, I will sign off and post again in a few days.

PS: I have removed a not working comment security gizmo thing, so you should be able to comment now. Time to see if anyone is wanting to comment now! eeek!