Road To Nowhere

Well that's where I've been these last seven days, nowhere, however it's all change tomorrow.

Sadly I'm not off to one of these exotic locations.

Nope, I've decided it's time to go back to work!

I've not gotten any better but then again, I've not gotten any worse and there's only so long you can take it easy.

I need to get back into the loop, find out what's been happening.

Who, (if anyone) has missed me.

Now I've never seen The Talking Heads in concert but I have seen David Byrne 3 or 4 times and we've always met afterwards for a photo and a chat.

He's a great musician/singer/writer, what you'd call a good all-rounder.

And every time has been great but the most memorable of these shows (for all the wrong reasons) was when Mrs blip & I saw him at The Queens Hall in Edinburgh.

We were directly in front of the stage, (it was all standing downstairs) enjoying the music, when I became aware that the patron next to me was staring at me Weirdo alert! I smiled, he smiled back and then he asked me if I was enjoying the show, when I replied, yes he followed it up saying "it doesn't fcuking look like it"

That set the internal alarm bells ringing and so now I was multitasking,
1: enjoying the show
2: watching out for the psycho (killer)

Now unbeknown to me at the time, standing behind me, was his equally stoopid friend and when the lights dimmed between songs, he decided to punch me in the back of the head, fortunately in the darkness it was only a glancing blow.

But it was enough to make me call security (whom I knew) over and they took the two arseholes gentlemen outside to have a wee word in their ear and sadly they were prematurely ejected

Karma (Police)