One of my preferred ways to start the weekend off is with a lot of sleep. So that is this one off to a good start. Woke up a little on the early side but seen as I was in bed early last night it kinda worked out.
A couple of us were talking last night about some upcoming music stuff down the pub and there is a new metal festival starting off this year in Donington Park. It’s headlined by Iron Maiden alongside Limp Bizkit and special guest Marilyn Manson. So for £90 for the weekend we get full tickets and access to the ‘luxury’ camping area and three of us are on for it.
Glastonbury looks like it might be shaping up to be The Rolling Stones, R.E.M. and Radiohead headlining. Now that’s a fucking festival, I suspect I shall have to go along to that one.
Ray Feist is finishing Jimmy The Hand this weekend and I for one cannot wait. It is easily at the top of the list of books I’m waiting for. Other news this week was that he will be completing a Preferred Edition of Prince of The Blood. Apparently he has not been happy with it and has talked with his editors about redoing it for years. And the other good news is that the next Conclave book should be out in September.
I have no plans for the weekend at all. I’ve got a bunch of Stargate eps on DVD which I have not seen that I think I’ll start off with. I watched Buffy 7 15 this morning and quite enjoyed it. I like the origin of the Slayer story quite a bit and the Wood – Spike build-up is being done really well. I am looking forward to seeing that one resolved. I think I would like to see Spike dusted by him. But on the other side of the Buffyverse, next Angel sees the very welcome return of an old friend.
I have no idea if I’m going to be able to explain this but I’m gonna give it a shot anyway. Last couple of nights I’ve been dreaming more than I have been in a while. Last night was different. I wasn’t dreaming I was actually thinking and debating with myself, while I was asleep. It was very strange, I knew I was asleep but at the same time I was actually actively thinking about something and not only thinking but coming to conclusions too. It was a strange feeling.
There is quite a big V Drink Up on today which I had given some serious thought to attending. But even with all other considerations aside, I don’t feel up to going out and sitting in a pub today, nevermind dealing with lots of people who I don’t really know. Saying that, there are a lot of people there who it would be nice to put names to faces and say ‘hello’ to. Still should try and make an effort to make some DUs and maybe some pool again. There is always Bristol to come.