OK, maybe not, cos my next observation is hay. I had to remember Heathers to remember to tell you this - it's a pretty long segway really. Heathers - Corn Nuts - Corn - Stuff grown in fields - Hay. It's strange the way my mind works, but hey it worked and hay that's what I was about to talk about. It's been hay chopping time - I know there's probably some proper verby thing that your supposed to use, but hay chopping does for me. Anyway, I pass this field on my way into work every day, and there's just these blocks of hay in the field, and they look kind of rectangular Leaning Tower of Pizza kind of things, but just next to the field is this brick chimney tower thing, and I have a feeling that the hay's been trying to impersonate this chimney, and hence has arranged itself neetly in well spaced out towers of 3 blocks of hay. Of course, it may just be a farmer thing and it's how the farmer wanted to do it, but I think the idea of the hay arranging itself is better. Right, now I can forget my Heathers segway!!
The other thing I had to remember was Sympathy for the cuddley toys. Had the Rolling Stones sung this instead of Sympathy for the Devil, they may not have had as many hits, but anyway, it helped me remember to say that my Mum's going to be a bit leniant, only because she knows that I'll just go out and buy more junk to put on my shelves, so I wont be getting rid of all of my cuddley toys. Mum and Dad had paited my study and had done half of my bedroom. It'll look good once it's finished. I'm looking forward to going True Blue (baby I love you - got carried away, I apologise)!
My brother's getting the coach down tonight, so should have a good weekend. Dave's coming down tomorrow after his bike lesson. I'm kind of getting into the idea of Dave riding a motorbike, but I think it's just the Grease 2 idea of having a Coooooool Rider and wearing lots of leather. I think I'm going to have to start sorting out my room on Saturday before he arrives, then on Sunday we can go and watch South Park the movie and Austin Powers. Be a laugh.
I think my Year to Event connection in my brain doesn't work any more. I mean, the mystery years - OK, so yesterday they played "You Don't have to say you love me" by squeely female, whose name I can't remember at the moment - hang on, was it Transvision Vamp? Memory et moi really don't agree much. Right, so my event for that was The Revelers in concert in a church hall in Coventry somewhere in 1988 or 1989. So, I picked 88 cos I figured we'd be too busy in 89 to go out when we should be revising for our GCSEs, but hey presto, it was 89. Again today, there was something about the BodyGuard, and I thought, right, it was showing at the cinemas when I went to meet David's parents, so that must have been my second year at Uni, so I placed it at 1993, but what I forgot was that I met David's parents just in the new year of 93, so the film and songs and stuff were out at the end of 92. So, now I'm not using my year-event technique of remembering things, I'll just have to find a new way of doing it! Simon Mayo's back on Radio 1 next week, so I can try again every morning next week, until I remember what year Cris Cros sang Jump Jump and someone re-did a version of Christoper Cross' Run Like The Wind.
It is so good to have money in the bank. It kind of lights up my life or something.
Right, I'm coming off the grape high, I guess I'd better do some more work for another half an hour or so.
