Jack of no trades…
Toyota Corollas are generally pretty good, so goes the conventional knowledge.
Except when they spit the dummy over 200 km from home and you need to get your long-suffering dad to come and collect them on his car trailer, then pay for a hire car to get home because Dad’s truck is only a 2-seater.
We weren’t going to have anything to drink that night.
Then we changed our mind 
T3E drummer extraordinaire turned 30 last week, and of course we all celebrated the auspicious occasion by getting stonkingly drunk and playing dreadful music in front of unsuspecting friends.
I’m not kidding, it really was quite bad - in a fit of insanity I decided to record the proceedings, thus enabling me to prove to myself beyond reasonable doubt that I in fact do not sing better when I’ve had a dozen beers.
I know! I’m as shocked as you are!
No, you don’t get to hear any of that.
The alleged cartoon job became miraculously tangible again this week, which was quite a relief. There was a touch-and-go moment where I sortofalmostkindof accepted a job elsewhere, and then found out this one was actually on, and then might have rather annoyed some people with my vascillating.
But such is life… I hope the other fellas find someone good for the position, and there are no hard feelings over the long-term.
Musically there has been a bit of a trickle of progress on T3E#2, but mainly Knotty, Cornel and I have been working on this new groovy laid back (*cough*coverband*ahem*) thing we’ve been toying with. That, and preparing for Knotty’s impending rehearsal-themed 30th birthday bash on the weekend.
It’s been bitterly cold the last few days, after a brief mild spell. I actually love cold weather, but I’m about done with this winter to be honest. We’re very nearly out of firewood, and I am a little worried about the power bill which should be in the mail any day now.
Also, less that 4 weeks until W-day! I think everything is pretty much in-hand, although I have yet to buy a suit, which I think will be fairly much mandatory. I was considering suggesting a jeans & T-shirts affair, but somehow I suspect not all parties would be on board with that one.