Make it show - May 9th, 2009

Well, looks like my ancient, recently twenty-six body is still able to type, so hopefully I'll stay out of the rest home this year, although from the swelling in my knees I can tell it's going to rain tomorrow.

Had an explosively wonderful birthday yesterday, and as I begin this year (and this morning), sipping on some amaretto and orange juice, I can't help feeling everything will continue as such.

We had acquired tickets to a performance of Beckett's "Waiting For Godot", as the current cast included Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellan, and I also some of the script tattooed on my body.


It was a fantastic experience, although I hadn't remembered any Klingons or Hobbits in the original script, I'm sure that's just my aging mind starting to slip.

In another bit about artistic genius, I'm on BBC2 today in a reality show, most properly described as Visual Torture, where upon an excruciatingly unfunny comedian attempts to do some sort of fake space briefing to a panel of mollified, hideously embarrassed young people. I unfortunately count myself amongst the latter, and the whole thing turned out to be unpaid. Bollocks.

Anyways, that's on at noon, London-time, so anyone with a satellite subscription so superfluous that they receive BBC2, see you then.

I'm off to Ireland tomorrow afternoon for a couple of weeks of farm work on the west coast, but I'll talk about that tomorrow, after the glorious shame of today has worn off.

Thanks for all the birthday love everybody, it was stellar.

Nick