Told you I did..

I actually left the city on the weekend.


I saw frogs.

And into the night, o'er the hills.. he escaped..

this varlet..

this what? I hear you ask...

this varlet, I say.. it happens to be the word o' the day.. it's why I'm mentioning it, actually the entire reason for that little bit of.. prose.. I spose, in the title and opening line.. that actually didn't happen.. there was no such knave, or rascal.. oh yeah, that's what it means.. more specifically;

1. A knavish person; rascal.
2. A. An attendant or servant. B. A page who serves a knight.
Is he not a lying, stinking, contemptible varlet?
-- Jude Morgan, Indiscretion
A varlet scrambled forward at once and attempted to wrestle our luggage away from me.
-- Eric Kraft, On the Wing

Wasn't aware of the word before, but it seems as though I've known quite a few of these over the years, and I've never had any servants.

Damn these ailments!

They come and go and alternate between what they want to do. Then it's ok for a couple of days ok not so ok because I still have a pretty bad cough but that damn irritating soreness in the throat is absent..

so I do nothing about it because I'm me, and that's hat I do. And then it comes back, and gets worse, and then worse, and  you can't sleep, and it just says.

This sucks.

Out of town we go!

It's been ages since I've left the official parameters of this city. It might just be the last time I went somewhere.. which was Paris last year..

*tries to think if I've so much as been just outside Prague*

no... don't think so.. anyway, it's 6 months now, so it's about time.

This one is the good old fashioned, very typical Czech weekend at the cottage, or "chalupa" as we call it. Yes, I have one. I mean I don't but people I'm related to have, did I mention I have relatives in this country.. well I do, I just never visit them except for when my mother visits.. did I mention she's visiting? Yeah well she's not bothering to stop by Prague or anything.. why would she do that.. just having a daughter living here and everything, but she's gone straight to our relatives place in České Budějovice. And this weekend we're all going to their little house in a village just outside of there..

so, time again for us to walk around gawking at the chickens and geese and frogs and acting like kids who've never left the city in their life, to the amusement of everyone else. Should be nice. Plans to be overcast and a bit rainy, of course, but we'll make do.

And finally.. we have.. *cough*

..something resembling late spring. So a lovely day fell on a Saturday after yet another whole week of overcast and downright cold weather, but.. I seem to, at some point in the week, perhaps while out going on tours on windy cool days, or a night out where I failed to dress like it's fucking winter.. have not so much come down with something as I have a really fucking sore throat which is not only painful and annoying but it keep some from sleeping.

So the perfect idyllic weekend will have to wait. Of course weekends are not just for lolling about, when you're trying to develop a new and vibrant multimedia (ok it's pretty much one media) project.. with people who have like.. jobs, you need to work on the weekend. And we did, yesterday was pretty productive and I'm proud of us and also glad we have a fair bit of footage because it's going to be yet another 2 weeks before we can all meet again and do this properly due to family engagements.. this time it's my fault.. my mother is coming here again, of all things, not to Prague of course, she couldn't be bothered to do that, but I'm required to go and visit her and the rels at the old ancestral home, so I'll be gone next weekend.. and then one of our crew are off on another trip somewhere..

Oh well.. we've got tons of stuff to edit and knowing us none of that will get done before then. I swear oe day there will be something to show for this... just can't say when.

*coughs*

Might just have to work this into the job..

spruik

just so happens to be the word o' the day. It means..

spruik \sprook\  , verb:
To make or give a speech, especially extensively; spiel.
He started to spruik again, but I managed to get in first.
-- C.E. Murphy, Raven CallsCain and Leek spruik their foul and immoral stories by the fire at night and the rest of the men grow excited and the mood of the camp becomes restless.
-- Tim Winton, ShallowsDon't go into your spruik for me. I don't care what words you call it.
-- A. E. Martin, The OutsidersSpruik is Australian slang that arose in the early 1900s. It is of unknown origin.
Dictionary.com Entry and Pronunciation for spruik

It's even Australian slang.. never heard of it, but I guess I'll ahve to do it.. in my upcoming (hopefully) gig as a tour guide.. again. Speaking of tour guiding and Australians.. it seems to be some kind of export industry for them (us I suppose, really) folk.. half this company seems to be Australians, well at least 2 of them.. I've met so far, and you can hear tons around the centre, if you listen.

Here we go again.

Going through the whole more time consuming process of getting to the point where I'm earning again. My last venture ended somewhat abruptly, due to some word placing in an email, and well, considering I really didn't have time to continue during that time.. due to the play and all, it kinda stuck.

Now I'm starting all over again. I should have done all of this much earlier, and more efficiently.. but I didn't. It's the way o' me I suppose. At this point I don't really know. I expect I'll end up doing what I seem to be aiming for because.. well.. what else is there? We shall see how it goes, I suppose.

Rolling on Shabbas.

Finally got a weekend day that I don't need to rehearse or work or film or anything for some outside entity.. which is fine.. good to have stuff to do, but when you're crew are only available certain times, you like having those times free.. at some point at least.

This was the point. And though it may not have been a super day in the overall scheme of things, or even really that much by the standards of much more established.. er.. whatever it is we are or are trying to be doing. It was still good. Once again much discussion, but discussion that was useful for the growth of our.. whatever it is we are aiming for being, and certainly for being more productive in the future.

And that's after staying out late last night and drinking if not lots then a fair bit. Not bad us.

Yep.. more time to..

um.

Funny how having more time allows you to stretch out how you do stuff and how long it all takes and indeed if it gets done at all. And by you I mean me.

I think I'm ready for another play, or movie, or job, or trip or commission for magnificent statue.. or just anything.

A bit o time...

Finally got a bit of time. Well not finally, have had a few days off doing, well anything... I mean, I was originally busy yesterday but that got rearranged. Now I'm here and I have plenty of time to get on with stuff.

Wanna know what I've been doing? Er.. not sure, but it doesn't involve a whole lot of getting on with of anything, stuff or otherwise. Well I cleaned up a bit, the place needed it. But I really need to get on with stuff.

*plans to get on with stuff*

*makes note to do it later*

Jeez weather gods..

We have a mini ice age in February.. then it goes back to normal, have an early spring.. or more warm than usual early spring some time in March and we're all.. this is totally awesome and stuff.. then, it gets colder and gloomy and stays like that until the end of April when it warms up.. well not so much warms up but gets hot, immediately.

Is there no such thing as moderation? Seriously.. I'm talking to you weather gods? Hello?