I’m restoring some interior panels for one of my old cars. I have a client who has a shop who lets me use the place (and his tools & equipment)on evenings and weekends. Very kind of him.
I usually just let iTunes play music from my library at random, but since I had a free moment had it play only tunes I’d heard less than three times; music by Lisa Germano; and now I’m shuffling through 195 Half Man Half Biscuit tunes. I’m very happy with “Slipknot”, the lyric to which I will transcribe below (from memory, all errors are mine):
The singer out of Slipknot went to Rome to see the Pope
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So the Pope asked of his admin
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Who the fucking hell are Slipknot
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In relation to me getting out of bed.
I’m doing nothing all weekend. I was supposed to go to a barbecue but it was cancelled on account of the people who were having it got sick. Cleaning my apartment, going for a run in the park, that’s about all that’s on my schedule.