Why Would You Want To Go To The Mountains?

9 and 10 and even 11 June – A weekend away, what a pleasant ideal.  Despite bad weather or perhaps because of it had a very quick journey to the Blue Mountains to our spartan cottage with no view.  Rained most of the day but did manage to get out to do some walking through the car parks.  Was disappointed by the quality of chosen DVDs – I don’t know how ‘White Noise’ and ‘Biloxi Blues’ made it on to my list but thankfully they’re now off it – did struggle with sketchy recording quality and more than once there was an extended synchronicity issue with the sound and picture but that’s what to be expected with this dangerous storage medium and it’s only going to get worse with Blu-Ray and HD-DVD when TPTB try to cram ten times the data on the same size disc.  Was pleasantly surprise with the lack of rain on Sunday morning but less so with the resulting drop in temperature.  Brunchfast was likewise somewhat lacking although was followed with a very pleasant walk down and around the walking tracks.  Not sure whether I should be pleased with my companion’s ability to keep up with me – being the boy and therefore the carrier of the backpack meant I had a bit of extra weight and it wasn’t necessarily a difficult walk but it was not so long ago when I should have exhausted my walking partner and maybe its a sign of certain days being past (albeit temporarily) that meant we were on somewhat equal footing.  Self heating can of coffee marked the entrance of another cyberpunk it of apparatus into the real world – shake, press a button and let the quicklime mix with water creating a warm and slightly nauseating brew that was reminiscent of a Vietnamese style café but only just.  
Later found out why the brunchfast conversation was slightly lacking – relationships are never easy and when they do break down (if you put anything on a long enough timeline the survival rate always hits zero) it’s never that pleasant – have to say, though, in this case, it was not something that was unexpected.  In any event, minus several million score for good timing.  
Got a little bit sozzled with special vintage “non hangover” champagne, which was pretty f**king good followed by movies I’d already seen.  Other events seemed to blur into each other – got thinking that people who are overly concerned about their own personal space should be more considerate about how they invade the space of others and that includes pushing into the aural element.  One should also be more thoughtful about going for an extended run when there’s things to do that night ... Like watching extra boring films that are supposed to be classics.  I need more dashes and dots.