Russellji

Well, I pissed the customer off in sufficient time to get to the pub by 5.20pm. Not only did I manage that, I offered good service at the same time.

I got home around 8.00pm; well on the way (see previous post); after having more than a few beers with Ged. Ged, a coffee shop proprietor, an ex "Mick" has been searching for "Truth" for many years and has found the teachings of Sailor Bob to his liking.

Its great to get on the booze and relax with someone who has experienced "no-thing". A play arises, and even trying to discuss it, after a few Guinesses and Kilkenys, ends up in some kind of convoluted discussion. But fun none the less.

Ged suggested a wine to take home, and I dare not it drink without "she who must be obeyed", as it is a little out of my price range. I will save it for a special occasion, maybe tomorrow. But like Beesucker said today, once I go through the queue with a product, I tend to pay for it, rather than say I can't afford it.

Tonight is "All Saints Night" or in its popular colloquialism, Halloween. This is one of the things about the influence of US culture I do not like. Well actually it is Scottish, the Yanks just got hold of it, burnt a few witches and continue to celebrate it without any idea of its significance (sic).



Down the pub tonight, there were kids all dressed up in their costumes; from Spiderman to Fairy, to Skulls and Angels. Jeez, would I have scared the "hell" out of them, if true to form, I drew a pentagram on the floor, got my ritual sword out and invoked Spirit. People would run for miles. Yet this is the true meaning of the day.

The day has ended well, I still have 3/4 a bottle of wine, my daughter and I are communicating and tomorrow, yet, does not exist.