Wednesday, July 11, 2007
ALL SMILES
I saw Smiley the other day!!!
In the pre big bang days a good mate of mine Rino used to pick me up on the way to work.
We'd meet a couple of other workmates and have a couple of coffees or breakfast before going to work embarking on yet another day of well, work.
On the way to the café we would see a young chap in the order of about 12 or 13 years of age walking to school.
Every time we saw him he was quietly shuffling along, staring at the ground in front of him and smiling to himself like he'd just had his cherry popped.
Both of us were completely stuffed as to the reason for his perpetual gaiety.
Either this fellow has found the key to eternal happiness or he is retarded.
He obviously looks a little older now, but that same smile is still firmly plastered on his dial.
I finally got my record collection sorted out after the short film shoot saw it in a state of utter confusion and disarray.
There was probably about 2 feet of records that were still in order, the rest had to be pulled out, categorised and reinstated in their rightful places.
It took a few hours, but now I am able to find any given record at a moments notice with relatively little fuss and fossicking around.
Although I can't seem to find the Rolling Stones' Gimme Shelter album or the Captain and Tennille poster that came with the record that Bec got me.
Mid way through the sorting, piles and piles of records.
In the pre big bang days a good mate of mine Rino used to pick me up on the way to work.
We'd meet a couple of other workmates and have a couple of coffees or breakfast before going to work embarking on yet another day of well, work.
On the way to the café we would see a young chap in the order of about 12 or 13 years of age walking to school.
Every time we saw him he was quietly shuffling along, staring at the ground in front of him and smiling to himself like he'd just had his cherry popped.
Both of us were completely stuffed as to the reason for his perpetual gaiety.
Either this fellow has found the key to eternal happiness or he is retarded.
He obviously looks a little older now, but that same smile is still firmly plastered on his dial.
I finally got my record collection sorted out after the short film shoot saw it in a state of utter confusion and disarray.
There was probably about 2 feet of records that were still in order, the rest had to be pulled out, categorised and reinstated in their rightful places.
It took a few hours, but now I am able to find any given record at a moments notice with relatively little fuss and fossicking around.
Although I can't seem to find the Rolling Stones' Gimme Shelter album or the Captain and Tennille poster that came with the record that Bec got me.
Mid way through the sorting, piles and piles of records.
