William Gay - Twilight

For a change, a book review.

I saw this one reviewed in the DomPost recently and figured it sounded 'like me, don't ya know'. So rather than pissing around let's just list the bits that attracted me to it:
* Southern gothic
* necrophilic undertaker
* bootleg whisky
* inbred nutjobs
* gun toting rednecks
* murderers
* gorgeous use of language

The story is very dark, involving photographs, a perverse undertaker, bootleg whisky all the great subject matters - and for those of you who like the genre (including the music), it is wonderful Southern Gothic. There's blackmail when the undertakers misdeeds are discovered, a murderer employed to deal to the blackmailers, a number of great screwball anti-social characters who pop up, and a great ending. Wot more could you want! Oh and as I've mentioned in other posts, I don't like morally pure characters. This book I liked :) Even the ending is ambiguous and there is little redemption for anyone. Ahhhh, happy.

The writer uses language beautifully, and it's worth reading for that alone. Except his subject material could be construed as disturbing for the more pure members of my readership (do I have any of those?). The book has had rave reviews from a lot of good reviewers, and is worth a spin.

The author is worth a peek too, I've managed to track down a picture...


I suspect some serious bloggage today btw...

B xx

Fashion update

And what does todays style conscious, wrestling watching, B-grade movie fan drink?

Today's line-up has been carefully selected to provide maximum enjoyment over a long period of time. As the last post alluded to, I have a long long day. For that reason I've gone for beers that cannot be quaffed, indeed these three require delicate sipping and savouring.
They were all bought from New World Metro at the Railway Station, which seems to have a reasonable selection of beer. Although I was very very impressed with New World Metro on Thurs - lots of Timmerman among others.

Belle-Vue Kriek - a tried and trusted friend. To be savoured slowly.
Timmermans Fromboise Lambic - ahhhh raspberries to the cherries
Wychwood Hobgoblin - hey I like their advertising :)

That should take some time, but I do have a bottle of Mission Rose if I need anything else.

Food: crackers, blue cheese and grapes.

Movies: Summerslam 07; Blood Sisters (Joe Bob Briggs commentary) and not sure wot else.

I'll provide more movie reviews later...

B x

And so it begins...

The World Cup. The WC that matters. Rugby.

For those of you overseas who think all NZer's are obsessed I was talking to a workmate who, in all honesty, asked 'Did New Zealand qualify?'

I enjoyed the first game, didn't think the French played well at all, and they definitely didn't deserve to win. So to trot out cliches, all credit to the Argentinians. Good game. Not so much for the French crowd, but it does mean NZ will meet them in the quarters.
Unless that's broken the French and they don't finish 2nd in the pool...

The other problem with the WC is sleep. Was out til 1ish and getting up at 6am for the opening ceremony and the game isn't good. Nor is the fact that the NZ game is at 1145pm tonight. In between I have to watch Summerslam 07; some bgrades and drink beer. Oh woe is me.

I'll post a review of the Wagner last night later.
Oh and my baby returned all fixed and good yesterday so I'll finish setting her up tomorrow while I'm writing a paper. Yup thats my plan whilst sleep deprived and *maybe* hungover, write a paper. I did submit one yesterday tho'. Go me. It does mean I've done cleaning, a load of washing and some ironing. Sigh.

me xxxx

Birthday suit cooking is bad...

The adorable wee Gordon Ramsey has a burnt testicle after cooking in the buff.

There's a lesson in there kiddiwinks.

Love, clothed B.

Napalm Death

I just won tickets.
I had been thinking of going. I guess this clinches it.

Oh dear. I have nothing bogun-ny to wear. Oh hang on, the Porcupine Tree t-shirt should be ok. Phew!

B is for bogun.

A Day of Sadness

My new baby arrived yesterday, a pretty shiney silvery MacBook Pro. Purrrdddeeee.

I was setting her up today, and sadly the DVD didn't work.

but the lovely people at Apple who I chatted to are organising a new one, and I'll just start again.

Now their customer service group could teach Telecom a thing or two.

Oh well, another few days won't kill me.

Ballet

I like ballet. I guess that balances out my liking of black/death metal :)

The blonde and I wandered along to Cinderella at the St James on Saturday night. In keeping with our usual organisation we'd only grabbed tickets a couple of days before.
It was very good. The stage in particular was wonderful, the orchestra was good, and the dancing was wonderful. Top marks to the lighting dude and the set designer - really lifted the show.
So yep, we both enjoyed it. Possibly not as much as the last couple I've seen, but that might be due to the storyline.

Definitely recommended.

B. x

cicadas and the internet

Internet services are being disrupted in Japan as cicadas have been laying their eggs in the fibreoptic cables.
(source: nature news)
Heh internet worms!!

b.

Cool

I was going to blog about things that were pissing me off.

But I'm sitting here drinking nice English Ale and watching the Travelling Wilburys. The current boxset is a very very good thing. I'd forgotten how much I liked it when it was released. Woohoo. And it led to the renaissance of Bob Dylan which was a very very good thing.

I'm in a very very good place beer and music wise :) I also picked up the latest Ryan Adams since it was cheap-ish.

B xx

Diablo-rific!

We've been supporting the good Dr for some time now, he's got a PhD in pain don't ya know!! His win/loss record has not been good, in fact we've never seen the former but plenty of the latter.
But last night, at the KPW aussie invasion, the big guy came through. And Team Diablo in all its 6-fold glory was there. Never before in the illustrious luchadore history has so much been achieved in the face of such huge odds! The ref, the opposition, the physique - all overcome by DrD. And we were there! Oh we cried, we hugged, we were overcome.

I've included a picture of DrD from his early days - we have pics of his first match somewhere that may make their way on here...for more on KPW click here.

Great times. And the ballet tonight.



Me xx