Monday, February 20, 2006

There's One in Every Crowd...

Friday night I went to the James Brown concert, the king of soul still has it! The music was sensational! The performance was fantastic! The back-up singers brought goose bumps to my skin. The father of funk did a tribute to another legend Ray Charles. I was in my element (I enjoyed the support act too - no idea who they are).

I took my dad to the concert as he is the only other person I know of that enjoys the music before I purchased the tickets.

We were in the "nose bleed section" second last row from the back and what are we subjected to throughout most of the performance? Some bogans talking! They hardly stopped chatting away, I wish they left and went for coffee, the people a row in front on me were looking back! My favourite quote from my dad "I hear Doonside accents behind us".

Saturday was a lazy day I couldn't even motivate myself to go to the beach, I joined mum for an afternoon movie Casanova, the movie in my humble opinion was rubbish, but I love Venice and I just adore the late 1700's early 1800's Italy. The story of Casanova enthralled me. I just love it!

We were enjoying the movie but we have some inconsiderate people behind us talking in another language through out - my best guess the woman was translating the movie to her husband, we were going crazy!

Saturday night I was sitting out in the rain watching the rugby league charity shield between Souths and St George. There were Souths supporters behind us, female's yelling obscenities! Like a drowned water rat we jumped on the train home and couldn't fathom going out anywhere else... Bed was calling (and so was a guy that's a blast from the past - different story)

Sunday I was preparing for the big day today, built-in wardrobe being installed, new entertainment unit, new bookcase. It was too hot!

I spent Sunday evening at the football. Sydney FC v Adelaide United with 30,000 other people, the record for the game, so fantastic! Except for that kid, that stupid kid that stood up for most of the match right in front of me, his father was sitting right next to him and nop, didn't pressure him to sit down. Discipline your kids please!

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