Saturday Morning

It's a grey kind of day. The brightness and the colour have been turned down to low outside. The wind blows cold. The bulldogs are snoring, well, one of them is, the big one. The little one is chewing his chew toy. Adorable.

Its early, 8am, Sam has gone to the supermarket.

I've drunk 3 coffees.

I don't know what I am going to do today?

I've run out of energy for re-writing my fiction, that energy will return, I just have to wait for it. Mean while, I guess there is always YouTube.

I can't do Facebook any more, really just too dull, either listening to a multitude of boring ideas, or never ending whinging, either way, it's dull, dull, dull.

I'm going to make some toast. And maybe more coffee. 😬 Lashings of Vegemite and butter, that should get the day going.

Sam comes in with my gay DVD Of An Age which I ordered on eBay that had been delivered to the front door, presumably, who knows when? Did we not check the mailbox yesterday? Seems odd? Maybe, I'll watch that, pull a blanket over myself and give in to the comfort of a grey day.

9.30am. The sun came out to potentially ruin my wintry Saturday plans.

What can you do?

I have no plans.

Sam listens to the theme from Zelda played on an acoustic guitar. He plays it for me, like it should mean something to me.

The sun came out and potentially ruined my wintry Saturday plans.

What can you do?

A bit later. I take Otto out for a wee. He is so goddam cute. Puppies. Everyone should have a puppy. You want them to grow up, so they know where to shit and know how to behave, but you also want to have that puppy cuteness forever also.

I’m still pissing around with Tina Turner tracks. I’ve got all of Tina Turner’s newer tracks, now I am investigating the old stuff.

I buy His Woman, Her Man: The Ike Turner Diaries on eBay

We ate rice noodles with beef for lunch.

I watched YouTube like a great big sloth on the couch. I had the thought, how slack am I just lying on the couch? (banish such thoughts! Bannish such thoughts!) I think I fell asleep. Good times.

In the afternoon, with the sun shining, we took Brun for a walk. 

The sun is hot walking down through Fitzroy.

Halfway through, Sam leaves us to walk on ahead to check on Otto.

We meet our lovely friend with her Mastiff. “I hear you’ve got a new puppy,” she says.

“Yes, we have,” I say.

“One of the other dog walkers told me,” she says. “You should see how cute he is,” she quotes whoever the other person was.

I wonder who it was, as Otto hasn’t really been out. I’ve only really walked him to see one of the shop boys, Chubby Ben, who is gay and also has bulldogs.

“I think my dog is an only child,” she says. We both look at his beautiful face. Gorgeous boy, I think.

That leave Brun and I to walk home languorously, he and I are built for comfort, that is for sure.

Sometime later, Brun and I are home

I clean up the lunch dishes.

I cut up an apple and eat it.

The afternoon just slides away, like a well oiled slippery dip.

We ate fish and Japanese potato salad and pies for dinner.

We watched George Clarke’s Amazing Spaces. (I’d like to see George Clake’s amazing space)

8pm. I have just watched my favourite car YouTubers, IronTrap Garage and now I am watching Iowa Classic cars, while Sam fusses with Otto having a shit.

We watched Joanna Lumley and The Spice Trade.

We watched more George Clarke’s Amazing Spaces. 

10.30pm. Sam went to bed.

I re-constructed Tina Turner’s The Edge album. The original 1980 album had 5 tracks featuring Tina and 5 tracks featuring Ike. I uploaded the Tina tracks, and ditch the Ike tracks. Then I found the newest Ike & Tina Turner tracks from amongst the greatest hits collection of mine to make up another 5 tracks.

You have to like electronic albums.

12.50am. I went to bed.