I was totally planning to write a movie review or some other Interesting Thing today, but in the end I opted to get a little bit of extra sleep and a spot of bagpipe practice done today instead (at least that’s the plan). I learned to play a few bars of Finlandia, since I promised the Finnish Scottish Society I would throw a celebratory tune their way at the Cèilidh on Saturday, when they are toasting Finland’s 100th birthday.
So that will be interesting. Let’s hope everyone’s wasted.
In the meantime, nothing much to report.
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I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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Admit it: you’re the only bagpipe player in Finland. Or, at least, the only bagpipe player someone would want to listen t–err, the only one worth hear–argh…I give up.
I’m apparently the only one who understands the concept of “playing for whiskey.” That’s for sure.
WTF!
Give me enough whiskey and *I’LL* give bagpipes a go!