"Taquila Sunrise" part deux

No, I didn't spell tequila wrong... not by mistake anyway

It is currently 4:14 AM and I meant to go to sleep around five hours ago. Instead I started working on this. Figuring out which names would work until the most obvious thing in the world came to mind. I have quite a rare surname and can pretty much use it for any on-line purpose without it already being taken... Unless I have already taken it myself.

It turns out that in 2005 I had started a blog with the title "taquila sunrise". I have no idea if I'd meant to misspell tequila at the time, but I did; and now it just sits there, with no posts, occupying magic invisible internet space. There are many sites like it, so I decided that this one would not become one of them. So as the hours went by and the sounds of Canterbury wildlife (seagulls, and a student throwing up outside my building) occupied the background of my mind I found myself a seemingly adequate name and domain.

And then the door bell rung. Twice.

"Can I ask you for a favour mate?" I heard over the intercom. "What is it?" I replied. He wanted a glass of water. I figured that if he was dehydrated enough to ring on a random doorbell and bang on the door for five minutes he needed it. I got a glass and went down and gave it to him. He thanked me, downed it in one and asked if he could roll a joint in the stairwell. I let him in but he didn't have any tobacco and neither did I; and this being England, that joint wasn't getting rolled without some bacci. So he made to leave and I started walking upstairs when with audible urgency he suddenly said "HANG ON". Enough, I'm done, it's time for this guy to go home I thought.

"You aren't gay are you mate?"

Charming.

"No, why do you ask that?" I replied; he said "oh just checking" and left. Now, gay or not, it doesn't matter. The odd thing is that even though he had asked for help he was so surprised that it was given to him that he thought there may have been an ulterior motive. This is entirely fucked. Especially coming form a guy who, instead of wearing his hat, had decided to balance it on his head in a manner that pushed the laws of physics to their limits.

So that little encounter went slap, bang into the middle of the construction of this blog, and therefore into it's first post. But what of the future? Well, somewhat unlike this post the future posts of this blog will be a sequence of armour piercing bullets of fun and knowledge aimed directly at your cerebrum. It will include books that you should read (and why) and music that you can do whatever you like with. Burn it all to a CD and then set that on fire if you like. It'll also include some discussions on science, history, current events and may be written under the influence of political rage and alcohol.