Sitting here listening to “Suspicious Minds” by Elvis Presley on my ipod. It’s a remix from the “Viva Elvis” Album. Old Elvis songs remixed for a modern audience. Not everyone’s cup of tea but I love it! Some of the songs are really given a fresh lease of life and I can always listen to the originals when I want if I get sick of the “contemporary” Elvis!
Jessica Mauboy does a duet on “Can’t Help Falling in Love” and I hated it at first but it has really grown on me since. I think Miss Mauboy has a very good voice but like most female singers of today doesn’t seem to be able to find any material which presents that asset at it’s best.
I’m afraid I find most modern music bland and middle of the road. There is nothing revolutionary about it at all. Time for another Elvis to come along perhaps and shake things up.
Going to Young tomorrow for an 18th birthday party. The young fellow in question is the son of Linda’s closest friends so of course wild horses couldn’t keep her away. The biggest trouble is that I will know almost no one there and not being the most sociable person in the world I am not looking forward to going. Linda can talk to anyone so I daresay she will be buzzing around so I may have to tell her to stay close so I don’t end up looking like a shag on a rock with no one to talk to, haha. I might have to pretend I am really interested in the footy and stay inside and watch it!
It’s hard to believe that we have just passed the halfway point of the year. Does time go quicker as we get older? It sure seems that way. Christmas will be here before we know it and then a new year.
Seeing that time does seem to be slipping by at a rate of knots I am seriously thinking about walking the Overland Track in Tasmania. I don’t want to be one of these guys who get to their fifties and then try to do these sorts of things because they spent their youths working too hard and not enjoying life. I want to be able to do these things whilst I am still relatively young and able.
I have to do a bit of research yet but the Track is 65km long and runs from Cradle Mountain to Lake St Clair, about 65km. You can do some side trips along the way and a circuit of Lake St Clair which takes the total distance up to about 82km. It would be nice to see some untamed Tassie wilderness although I was reading that 8000 people a year do this walk so who knows how untamed it actually is!
I swore after I walked the Kokoda Trail that I would never camp again in my life but if I do this walk that is exactly what it entails. I guess I can handle it for 5 nights. Just have to harden up! if nothing else it gives me the incentive to get a bit a bit fit and active. Maybe even break out the bike!
So, we enter the doorway to the weekend. Hoping the day sorting mail is not too boring and I get through tomorrow night without embarrassment.
Jessica Mauboy does a duet on “Can’t Help Falling in Love” and I hated it at first but it has really grown on me since. I think Miss Mauboy has a very good voice but like most female singers of today doesn’t seem to be able to find any material which presents that asset at it’s best.
I’m afraid I find most modern music bland and middle of the road. There is nothing revolutionary about it at all. Time for another Elvis to come along perhaps and shake things up.
Going to Young tomorrow for an 18th birthday party. The young fellow in question is the son of Linda’s closest friends so of course wild horses couldn’t keep her away. The biggest trouble is that I will know almost no one there and not being the most sociable person in the world I am not looking forward to going. Linda can talk to anyone so I daresay she will be buzzing around so I may have to tell her to stay close so I don’t end up looking like a shag on a rock with no one to talk to, haha. I might have to pretend I am really interested in the footy and stay inside and watch it!
It’s hard to believe that we have just passed the halfway point of the year. Does time go quicker as we get older? It sure seems that way. Christmas will be here before we know it and then a new year.
Seeing that time does seem to be slipping by at a rate of knots I am seriously thinking about walking the Overland Track in Tasmania. I don’t want to be one of these guys who get to their fifties and then try to do these sorts of things because they spent their youths working too hard and not enjoying life. I want to be able to do these things whilst I am still relatively young and able.
I have to do a bit of research yet but the Track is 65km long and runs from Cradle Mountain to Lake St Clair, about 65km. You can do some side trips along the way and a circuit of Lake St Clair which takes the total distance up to about 82km. It would be nice to see some untamed Tassie wilderness although I was reading that 8000 people a year do this walk so who knows how untamed it actually is!
I swore after I walked the Kokoda Trail that I would never camp again in my life but if I do this walk that is exactly what it entails. I guess I can handle it for 5 nights. Just have to harden up! if nothing else it gives me the incentive to get a bit a bit fit and active. Maybe even break out the bike!
So, we enter the doorway to the weekend. Hoping the day sorting mail is not too boring and I get through tomorrow night without embarrassment.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 