Walking Dead

Holy sheep shit did this blog ever die the quick abrupt death. So today its back to life, but now in a slowly dragging, thoughtless mindless, zombie sort of way. Moan....

I was looking at my stats this year. 12 posts. And my last one was in August. It looks like I got divorced from my one post a month minimum. Shot it dead in the head apparently. I do feel sorry about it, the compromise of one of the few standards and commitments I have left, but in actuality? Im little numb to it. And about that numbness, the numbess which in itself makes me quite sad. Its the close friend you use to hang out with all the time, but just never see anymore. I really hate that, every single time it happens. Its never good, although we seem to eventually acccept it and live with it.

In 2004, and starting half way through the year, I posted 51 times in 6 months. I was PROLIFIC!! And this year, only twelve. Well 13 including this one, once I hit the publish post button. How the not even mighty have fallen. But dude, that was also 6 years ago. Scary.

So anyways I just watched the last episode of the Walking Dead, hence the whole Zombie theme. What an awesome show. Loved it. Ive been thinking alot about the eventual zombie apocalypse lately; what i would do, how i would fit in, what skills I would bring. Where I would go first, what I would do to survive. I recently met someone that has actually taken up Archery to boost her zombie apocalypse CV / Resume. Now how impossibly cool is this chick? She had me at hello.

And its perfect timing because like I said, Ive been really really really into zombies lately, maybe its because of my morbid year this year, who knows (see all previous posts this year, Ive been infinite sadness all 2010 so far). So yeah Zombies. They're the new vampires. And they are better. Because its scarier. Whats scarier in real life? Dracula? Or a uncontrollable unstoppable wave force of scary walking dead that cannot be abated? Dracula cant bring down the world. Zombies? They dont call it the zombie apocalypse for nothing, they bring down governments, societies, civilization. Just as long as there are no new age fast zombies. I like the thought of being able to out run zombies. Those fast zombies are complete bullshit. Like really... I just want to be able to out run the next slow fat guy to survive. I dont like the idea of having to be like Usain Bolt in order to survive. Id be dead too.

Useless laziness

Its exactly 2:30AM on a Tuesday night and Im suppose to be packing. I was suppose to start packing at 10pm, the time I woke up after an ill advised late evening nap, but 4.5 hours later, Im still doing anything but. Score one for the blog though, since apparently avoidance of packing is the sole trigger that can drive me out of my blogging funk. Who would of thought. For the blog's sake, I should avoid packing more often. Hell, the original Japanese Grudge movie (Ju On) is on TV, and Im watching it. Its night time, Im alone in my apartment, and Im watching one of the freakiest movies to come out in the last decade? Im biggest chicken shit in the world, what exactly am I doing?. Thats how much of a state of avoidance Im in.

I fly off to Vancouver on Thursday, and Im back in lovely Vancouver for 3 and a bit weeks. I plan to do S.F.A. too. Well, that is, apart from my motivation to getting back on track, P90X-wise (this unreal work schedule this whole summer has been the bane of my existence, its brought me down to a basement state of personal well being). Ive gained an additional 10lbs this summer because of working late constantly, doing insane hours and consequently eating nothing but shit. 10 lbs! And its not like I was in a position to gain anything before that... i was already 10 lbs over my ideal weight.. so now Im 20 lbs over. Wrong direction, Noy. I have a double chin now. I need to start getting rid of it while in Vancouver, because I disgust myself right now. At least there, Ill have time. Its my goal to work out or run or be involved in activity at least once each day. In life, Ive learned only now, that its good to set goals.. HA! so thats where Ive gone wrong all this time..

So anyways Ive contributed to blogspot this August. One accomplishment. Now pack Noli. I wont be able to do it tomorrow, my last day... Im playing soccer and then going for drinks with friends from out of town before I fly off. Otherwise, Id be procrastination late into the night tomorrow instead.

Kewel

My longest serving crush, the one that is as secure and valid today as it was in the beginning, is Jewel. Jewel she will save my soul. She was and is my age, and I didn't really even think about it until just now, while writing this, but that beginning was 15 years ago. I was barely out of my teens. And back then, there was that something about her, maybe the slightly imperfect teeth, the round face, the innocent shy smiles, the alaska upbringing (which Prince Rupert relates to so much, more so than any other town outside of Alaska), and even the championship level yodeling, but she had me at the moment she looked up from her guitar and smiled. My old roommate Jessica B. thought this crush was amusing, even in 1998, when it had been 2 years since she had a hit. Hell, she hasn't been on the radar since then, either. But still, even now, when she appears those rare times and media stumbles upon her, I still surprisingly lose my train of thought, and suddenly cant feel my toes.

Undercover Karaoke with Jewel from Jewel

I love the Klaxons

These last 4 months, I admit, have been quite pathetic form, even for my standards. Disappearance. The culprit this time though, is a very strange reality to be faced with: My Engineer side of life has been bonkers insane, not necessarily in a good way. Not in a bad way either, because at least it occupies my time, and predominates my thoughts, saving me from incessantly day dreaming and meshing idle thoughts. Its actually not good when you have too much time to think. But its definitely not in a good way either because Im constantly spent now for months on end. Working way too many hours, 60-70 range American style, which is almost not acceptable when one lives in Rancho Relaxo Europe. Its thrown me for some much of a loop that I havent worked out in 4 months, and have only gone for one run that whole time. Probably in the worst shape of my life, at current... just because Im even more driven to, ummm.. not be bothered. Way more so than my usual and Ive lost balance. So all in all the work occupation has just been too overwhelming. The gains from the week off with Morris along with another weekend escape to London have long been eclipsed.

So Im going away. I need to cheer up! That previous paragraph was too darkish. I just sound too many shades of gray. Soooo... Tomorrow.. Im heading back to an Empire state of mind, for a week. Maybe Ill blog there. When my mind is straight. Or straighter... Im already looking forward to easy access to Magnolia Bakery. And New York Deli Sandwhichs with loads of roastbeef and pickle, and wrapped really nice and tight in wax paper... its always the little details.

In the mean time. Here is easily the best album cover Ive seen in my life. It makes me giddy. With this cover, from their new album Surfing the Void, the Klaxons got even more awesomer.

Just a taste

After a life long search, I have now definitively found the greatest video of all time. This music video is in a rare category where it is actually phenomenal enough to make gays straight, and make all girls lesbian. The director is a pure genius... apart from the inclusion of the un-necessary dude..

The Ghost Whisperer

Oh gawd I wish I wrote this. Click Here Instead the closest I get is almost shitting my pants while going out on Thursday night in Dublin.

Wierd thing is, this is actually written by the same guy who writes about the shit his dad says on Twitter, quite possibly the best Twitter account known to man. No exaggeration there, Im not over selling. His tweets are that funny.

Only Fools and Horses

Just so I can say, this was suppose to be typed up on Friday, just before my Once per Month deadline, but I was knackered to fuck that day, to be completely honest. MWai and I had just arrived back from pretty much almost 8 days straight of being off the grid. He was over for his Afghanistan home leave; and its trippy to think Im actually saying that, I know somebody on Afghanistan home leave. Wierd. And he's not even in the military; just look at his hands, does it look like he'd be in he military?

Met up with Morris in London last weekend in LDN for two things: 1) Get out of Ireland for a little bit. 2) See LCD Soundsystem at the Brixton Academy, effectively ticking one box on my bucket list (See a concert at London's world famous Brixton Academy) Its been well document how the Iceland volcano with the weird unpronouncable name threatened many things over the last 2 weeks and wrecked havoc over Europe, but I didnt really care about any of the hundreds of millions of dollars lost in the airline industry, or the absolute crippling of general business in Europe alone (for example, no one could even courier anything at work.. no one was flying), the only thing I really cared about, selfishly i do admit, was this trip. Hell I needed a vacay.. what can you say. For anything else I deeply wanted to see this song live, my declared summer song for 2010.



Oh yeah, I also wanted a week of Morris' Afghanistan stories. Because they are amazing. I wont spoil them here, he owns copyright, so youll have to ask him yourself next time you see him. But lets just say he had the intimate undivided attention of everyone we met. Huong and I ceased to exist. And he didn't even get a chance to use his "Im a UN medievac pilot stationed in Kabul" line.