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Friday, July 01, 2005

Alice Cooper

Last night I took my two boys (Rhys aged 19 and Kris 21) to the Alice Cooper concert at the old Palais Theatre in St. Kilda, Melbourne.

What a show!

I tell you, that guy can really ROCK.

Even though the stage was smaller than what he's probably used to, he still managed to pack in as much as possible. He's the ultimate rocker and the ultimate showman. Kris and Rhys didn't really know what to expect. They sure got a rocking education.

Billy Thorpe was the opening act. Good on ya Billy. Loud and proud as ever.

Can't wait for Thorpey's new album to be released. He played some of the songs last night and I'll definitely be buying that one. Give it a listen if you get a chance.

Alice... well... what can I say? You've still got it, buddy. You're my number one.

I waited 30 years to go to an Alice Cooper concert and had to drive three and a half hours to get there. It was worth it. I'd go again... and again... and again...

We got home at 3 a.m. this morning and my ears are still ringing. I always say, "If you can still hear when you come out of a rock concert, then it wasn't a real ROCK concert."

And now... it's back to all things mundane. It's the end of the financial year and I'll have to leave The Shadow Runners for boring old tax stuff. Don't you hate that?

I'm not the best person to be doing the books. I'm dyslexic. I can't read numbers, symbols, tell left from right, and have a lot of trouble telling the time. Figures just don't mean anything to me. I get them backwards and see all sorts of funny things. Thank God I can read letters. I was the only one in my class from school who could do algebra. A + B = C made perfect sense to me.

I became a printer by trade after leaving school. Those were the days of hot metal composition. For that I had to learn to read upside down and back-to-front. I did that with no effort at all. Little did they know... I couldn't tell that it was upside down and back-to-front! It just looked like ordinary words to me.

Thank goodness for computers. I hated working with molten lead. It's dirty, dangerous and time consuming. I'll take technology any day!

Okay, I'd better get my poor tired brain around these numbers. I know what I'd rather be doing though...

Plurk

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Casting the Stones

Long before the Tarot became synonymous with fortune telling, Gypsies used the natural world around them to help them see into the troubled hearts of those who came seeking knowledge and guidance.
River stones, gems, crystals, sticks, needles and bones were often used by the dunkerer [dukkerer] or palm reader.
I love using my own set of river stones that I personally hand picked and charged with healing energy.
When I read, I'm not so much telling a fortune, as looking into the heart of the energy surrounding the person I'm reading for. I believe this gives a more accurate insight into what is at the heart of a problem or situation and can provide real, down to earth ways of helping people deal with what life sometimes throws at them.
Casting the stones is something I love and I hope to continue with my readings for as long as life will allow.

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(May Good Luck from me go with you)

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