Monday, February 20, 2006

James over the railing at Talib Kweli

Just whiling away the last couple of weeks of holidays, enjoying the fact that I'm not doing anything of import..
Last Sunday was spent at the SCG, watching the mighty Aussies decimate (yes JD, reduce by a factor of 10) the Sri Lankans - HUGE scores, numerous beers, good times. After the cricket, I headed to the Opera Bar to meet Evan and Monty - both back from travels to the Americas (South and North respectively). Indecision plagued the outcome, but it was good to talk to everyone...
Touch football was a draw, my rock-climbing skills are steadily increasing but the week has been generally quiet.

The Beach Road has become the new haunt for a Wednesday night, though it started innocent enough. A charity advance screening of 'Lord of War', followed by quiet beers downstairs in the garden (til moved on), more beers in the lounge (til moved on), a mammoth round of 4 player Buck Hunter (til moved on) and then upstairs to the d-floor. We met some of J-Bob's school friends, absent from his radar for the last 5 years. JD, never to miss an opportunity, pushed past everyone (with a magnificent display of cock-blocking) to have a crack which, to EVERYONE's surprise, actually yielded some results.

Thursday was my birthday and required minimal drinks at the Sheaf for an hour or two. Friday involved dinner and drinks in Newtown with a small, but delightful, group... A couple more drinks, a swing on the d-floor, the loss of my car keys and I called it a night.

The attached photo relates to Saturday - the 2006 Good Vibrations festival. I worked like a dog selling untold amounts of water, but I managed to get to see a little bit of Talib Kweli - only to find James right at the font. That is him, on someone's shoulders, reaching for the heavens. TK was phenomenal and really got the crowd moving... and while most were disappointed with James Brown's efforts, he was pretty amazing for someone over 100!! (well, almost).

Sunday brought the major semi-final for the A-League comp. Sydney FC vs. Adelaide, watching the game with Pete and two other poms meant that numerous beers were consumed - and I for one was struggling to keep up. Suffice it to say that I think I broke a couple of toes and was in bed by 10:00pm. Good times...

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