New Frontier

...and I struggled, blinking against the brightness, into the world. Of blogging.

I'm doing a lot of new things lately. Yesterday I created an account on Twitter, and was promptly followed by Barack Obama. Needless to say I was deeply honoured.
A little later on I'm going to see Slumdog Millionaire, which appears to be winning pretty much every award possible. That hasn't really influenced my decision, I wasn't that keen on Benjamin Button which everyone seemed to be raving about. It has, however, prompted me to try and find the short story by F Scott Fitzgerald.
I'm still plodding through Odd Hours by Dean Koontz. I don't enjoy it as much as the previous books in the series, but I'm not entirely sure why this is. I suppose I'm waiting for the twist that seems to occur in every Odd story, none of which seem to top the first.


Apparently, it is now illegal to photograph policemen in the UK.
Wha...?
What if you photograph someone dressed as a policeman, post it on the internet, and people think it's a real policeman? Or what if you photograph a policeman off duty? What if you photograph an undercover policeman? Will he arrest you and blow his cover, or reluctantly turn the other cheek? What if a policeman takes a photo of himself, then accuses you of taking it? Bastard!
I find myself wondering how many people have become victims of this law, how many tourists are behind bars because of their itchy shutter-fingers. It is disturbing how paranoid our government is right now.


I'm going to start gigging soon. My guitar is yearning for an audience other than my flatmates through the wall. I don't think that my next door neighbour cares, she seems to be awake in the early hours, just like me.
Thats one thing that most uni folk have in common: insomnia. When you live in Liberty Park you don't really have a choice. The podium floor echoes with drunken song on most nights, and there is the occasional scuffle or shouting match.

Short blog I know, but I'm a slow typer, and I also have possibly the worst case of man-flu known in history. I'm having to juggle typing and coughing at the same time. Anyway, au revoir, I'll see you on the other side...