Monday, February 12, 2007

She Has Robes And She Has Monkeys

She lives on Love Street...

So I've reached halfway point of my leave.
Rather lamely, I don't feel I've achieved anything. I worked last Sunday night, so last Monday was a right-off, and then I worked Wednesday night too, so that ballsed up Weds / Thurs, and I've been fairly vegetative since. However, I am on track to have got things done, which is an unusual change for me. Details to follow at the end of the week. If Colossus is still out there, I know he's expecting much inertia. We'll see.

As an extra task, I'm going to try and hook up with a few old friends. Guys I went to school with, but don't see very often - both distance and the NHS get in the way. The problem I usually have is that they've invariably organised something to do- which is not unreasonable. I believe it's called having a life. I can almost remember when I had one myself... (cue violins, droning in the background)

But it's frustrating to find out all your friends are up to something you can't get involved with - usually because it's a ticketed affair, or whanot. A painful reminder of how far out of my old social circle I've fallen. Time marches on for all of us, I guess. I can't remember if I've mentioned this before, but Pa Shroom once told me he was meeting a friend of his, whose Best Man he'd been, but had hardly seen since. Naively, I used to wonder how such a thing could happen.

It's all too clear to me now.

Well, you pays your money, you takes your choice.

If any of my dear readers share my affection for Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, I urge you to invest in a copy of his live performance from 1975 at Hammersmith. But I imagine most of you won't be interested. Shame on you.

7 comments:

Bohemian Road Nurse... said...

I adore The Boss....

DrShroom said...

Deep down, so does everybody...

sisiphusledge said...

Ah, yet another Springsteen fan. Van, Springsteen...Pink Floyd? Eric Clapton? Bet you haven't heard of one of my top favourites- Loudon Wainwright III. If you like cynicism, satire and sarcasm in lyrics from a man who has been through drugs, depression, failed marriage and has a good voice, some good tunes and did I mention a sense of humour? Maybe not your taste, though.
Regards,
Sisiphus

Medblog Addict said...

I think we both need an attitude adjustment right now. I came here because I need a laugh. Tell me a funny story.

DrShroom said...

Actually, I have heard of Loudon... isn't he Rufus' Dad. I don't know him well tho'. As for the funny... I'm working on it

DrShroom said...

Oh, and of course, The Floyd and Slowhand. Who wouldn't?

sisiphusledge said...

Yes, Rufus is Loudon's son. Showing my age, I guess. I hear those creaking joints, I see the grey hairs, memory shaky, gravity can no longer be defied.....oh God, where's the vodka?