new plymouth and a couple of other things. like the woman with the horn etc..

It was pretty amazing to wake up earlier than usual and hear on the radio that someone from America had turned 101 and also had begun to grow another horn out her head. The lady had been growing a single horn for a few years which had got to about six centimetres, but soon after her 101st birthday she had discovered a new horn growing on the other side of her head. The radio also said she 'liked spending time with her family' which I found pretty relevant to the fact that she had horns.
When in Rome i guess.
I was in a taxi at the time with some of the guys from the band. The taxi driver had George FM on which is an Auckland dance station and pretty soon after the horn story we got some techno 'beats'. I made a crack about how it felt like we were going to the airport to fly out to Ibiza but nobody really laughed so I ignored those jerks and started looking at the back of the taxi drivers head for a little while. After a while that got pretty boring so I mucked around on the game i have on my phone.
I am currently sitting on the plane to New Plymouth. It is a smaller plane than you might usually travel on and really feels like one that Lynard Skynard may have gone down in on that fateful day where their plane crashed and most of them died, but one didnt, and kept the band going. That would never happen with us. Felix and Rob are not on the plane, so Felix would concentrate on his fantasy metal side project Star Control. I dont know what Rob would do. If we make it through this flight I will text him about it.

The lady in front of me just looked around and gave me the evil eye as I accidentally bumped her chair while readjusting my jeans. I felt like saying 'What the heck are you looking at Woozel Gummidge?' as she kind of looks like a scarecrow who would eat sausages on A.D.B (A Daily Basis). Fingers crossed this will be the last time I see her.

Yesterday we met up with a friend of ours who looks exactly like Chris Cornell from Soundgarden. We told him that we were spending a few days in Las Vegas on the way back to Europe in April and he told us that his Dad lived there and could take us around to look at some of the local crud that wasn't casinos or strip joints. My first gut feeling was to ask him if thought he might know any sites where all the mobsters buried the bodies of other mobsters and if we could go out there and drink beers, but then i figured I would wait till we got to Vegas to see if Chris Cornell's dad might be ok to ask questions like that.
My aim in Vegas is to mainly be a combination between
a) the fat samoan lawyer with all the drugs from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
and
b) the fat bearded guy from The Hangover who is a little bit tweaked out in the brain

Now i am back in AUckland and i just freaked out because the cat came in the damn room. I looked around and there it was staring at me.
I am not even sure if I like this cat that lives here, but who cares i guess, its not like we hang around all the time.

I must say there is something quite good about New Plymouth, apart from the drunk woman who barrelled along, demanded to sit at our table then called me a jehovah's witness, Sam a russian sailor and told Ede he had shit hair. I told her to 'get stuffed' when she asked me to kiss her hand as I was leaving. She kissed Sam's hand and he wiped it on my arm which (indirectly) totally made me feel like tripping her over.
She was really keen to go and see 'Anita Moa' who was on the night before us.
I didnt even bother explaining that her name was Anika as this woman was so drunk and probably didnt want to be corrected from a drinking, smoking, swearing Jehovah's Witness like me.

My favourite part about New Plymouth is the hotel owner Tony who takes you for a swim to the beach when you cant be bothered walking and also how the seagulls obey you if you have hot chips.

There was around 50 of them sitting in front of us while we were eating our dinner by the ocean... Sam said 'Jump to the left if you believe in satan!' and threw a chip to the left and they all went for it. So essentially, if you didnt see the chip it would have looked like they all believed in satan. You really had to be there.
i am procrastinating. i just watched a karate movie and feel like learning karate. Actually thats a lie, i feel like not having to learn karate , but to immedietley have the powers of a black belt without having to put all the training and hard work in. All i know is that getting karated to the face looks totally painful and also that all chinese villains in karate movies must hav bald hair on top, long hair on the sides, be skinny and have a wispy moustache. That is just what i have noticed lately.
Anyway, i can smell hot cross buns so i am going to walk up the street and figure out which house its coming from and stand around outside for a bit.