Day 4. This is getting very boring. Talked to an equally flu-ridden) friend on ICQ in the morning till we both got hungry. Shuffled to the shop. Big mistake. Nearly knocked myself out. Chatted on IRC. Chatted on ICQ again, introduced friend to Napster. Felt guilty about chatting all day. Then remembered there isn’t much else I can do.
I wonder what’s going to be the first knock out web site of the year 2000… will it be k10k.net‘s imminent restyling… will the techno/box feel make way for something more organic?
I’ve been digging into All tomorrow’s parties. Wondering if Gibson was listening to the Sisters of Mercy… there’s two turns of phrase he uses: ‘vision thing‘ and ‘this corrosion‘ which are titles of songs on their albums ‘Vision Thing’ and Floodland’. [ update… bugger, I don’t think amazon let’s me link to their audio files ]
I do like this remedy!
Day 3. We’re still in the ‘it’s-only-getting-worse’-phase and are more or less confined to the bed. Realise I “need” a laptop for the bedroom. Fever dreams are weird and depressing… I think I had one of these ‘my entire life flashes before my eyes’ moments, reading Parson’s ‘Man and Boy’ last night. In a healthy state of mind, one tends to remember the good bits. In sickness however, things are a little different. I feel I understand Zeldman’s piece ‘The Sickness’ a lot better.
Finding a link to a lovely and simple recipe for mackerel [ D ] my Indonesian grandmother used to make cheered me up. Quick translation: clean two mackerels, make some cuts in the skin. Marinate them in a mixture of tamarind, water and salt. Fry them in oil for 15 minutes. When they’re done, saute 3 chopped onions in the same oil, add a chopped chili pepper and 2 chopped cloves of garlic. Finish the sauce adding a bit of sweet soysauce (the thick kind!) and some lemon juice and pour over the fish. Serve with rice and some stir fried beansprouts or paksoy. Not that I’m hungry.
Day 2 of the flu regime: drink water, tea, kiwi juice, soup, cough mixture, vitamin c. All in large quantities. Do nothing. Shiver a lot.
I’m with Damon on this one. He’s a musician, he expresses himself through his music. That’s what makes his band interesting, and yours boring. Deal with it, ya silly shoegazer. Blur’s ’13’ is excellent.
Update. Prol now does have the flu for real. Had to be driven home by a colleague, which was most embarrassing because tears flowed. I seem to have a problem giving in to what my body tells me. Wish me well?
The good thing about bad computer crashes: 1. you get to finally clean up your hard disk 2. you get to know more about hardware configuration 3. you read more books in the time not spent on line.
books: got Le Carre’s Single & Single which is a good read as usual, but he’s overdoing it on the characterisation. He doesn’t really leave anything to guess about a character and they almost become charicatures. Also got Tony Parson’s Man and Boy. Tony Parson is a journalist and critic. He’s a working class hero sort of bloke with an East End accent (I think) who appears on the elitist but entertaining art review programme The Late Show on BBC. The third buke I got is Gibson’s All Tomorrow’s Parties. I like how he’s obsessed with music.
Talking music… on my stereo: Marc Almond’s Open All Night. So far it sounds like one of his less histrionic, more balanced recordings… trip hop cabaret cum pop. Good old Marc. And how clever of him to duet with old vs new: Siouxsie appears on Threat of Love and Sneaker Pimps‘ Kelly Dayton on Almost Diamonds. By the way… did I ever tell ye about my night of the living dead? We caught Siouxsie, Steve Severin, Michael Gira, Nick Cave and Shane McGowan all at the same table in the Jazz Cafe in London. Wicked!
9.22 pm, Tuesday. I’m back on cable. Spent a total of two and a half hours waiting on the phone for the helpdesk. In the end I did get through, but I’d already fixed the problem without their help. The first thing they asked was ‘did you put the cable back into the card?’ Apparently, late last night that was the last thing I’d forgotten to do. Duh. But… happy prol again. Now I just have to reinstall all my software…
Did I ever mention I hate CSS (cascading style sheets)? That’s because I never bothered to read up on them. Now I’m struggling with ’em. Prolific v2.0 is currently kneedeep in browser incompatibilities. Why don’t we shag Netscape up a dark street?