I don't know if anyone out there in blog land can help me with this but I want to hear from anyone who knows of a pub/club/venue in or around North West London (Harrow-ish would be ideal) that has a function room, or the such like, which is legally capable of handling at least 300+ people untill 1.30-2.00am, where whoever is hireing the place can have their own door control, with a reasonable sized stage.

I know it's a long shot but it's worth a try, any idea or suggestions would be great.

Thanks

Well here I am in Sutton with Niki, surrounded by rabbits and cats. Actually we've hardly seen the cats, it's just too hot for them indoors and I suppose as the rabbits are housed in the rabbitry we're not technically surrounded by them. This amount of animals in this kind of weather is such fun, I thought they'd started farming flies as well when we first got here

Anyway, it's a ridiculous hour of the morning, especially considering that I didn't go to bed until somewhere around 1 this morning, although that does mean that I did get more sleep last night than I have for the last week or so, weird!! My mind has been unable to settle on anything much since yesterday lunchtime and probably wont until I get back home, I find that being surrounded by chaos (or at least something akin to it) causes my thoughts to become more chaotic and less connected, so these blog entries could be interesting for me to read back once I'm back home and more focused

So here's a thing, I was watching the Tennis yesterday and suddenly wondered (for the first time ever despite the fact that I have watched Tennis on a number of different ocassions before), what do they do with the old balls when they swap them for new ones? Do they get donated to a local amatuer Tennis club? Do they get donated to local schools or youth clubs? or do they just scrap them? Also why do they need to change for new balls? Do the old ones loose their bounce after a dozen games or so? Do they breakdown in some way so that if they were to continue playing with them they would start to fall apart? and if technology has advanced the design of Tennis rackets a hundred fold in the last twenty years then why has no one redesigned the balls so that they don't need to be replaced?

I bought Classic Rock magazine yesterday on the way down here and it contains a list of what are supposedly the "100 best blues rock anthems". Now I don't know exactly who has decided on what tracks go into this list and at what number (mainly because like most people I suspect I don't bother reading the page long introduction to the list and just start going through it to see if I agree or not) but I must say that a lot of it is crap. Now I know that some of this is personal taste but just how anything by Gary Moore, Status Quo, Whitesnake, and Deep Purple (too name just a few) can possibly be placed above Stevie Ray Vaughan in such a list is completely beyond my understanding, and I can't believe that "Crossroads" by Cream was number 1

Here's a thing, in the late 1960's the guitarist from American band 'It's A Beautiful Day' went to India (as did a lot of musicians) and heard a traditional India song played on traditional Indian instruments, he took the basic theme of that song and the band turned it into their song 'Bombay Calling', the following year Deep Purple recorded and released their 'In Rock' album and on this album they recorded the track 'Child In Time' which is based quite heavily on the track by 'It's A Beautiful Day', then in the nineties a Bollywood film (the name of which slips my mind at the moment) was released and on the soundtrack was a song which was basically the original India piece of music but was obviously arranged in the style of 'Child In Time', it's a kind of circle of life but with music.

I've got to go and rest my brain for a while now, but I'm sure I'll be back later (though not necessarily later today), see y'all

This week has been odd so far. The toilet got fixed (praise the lord) and it was done in enough time for me and Niki to go over to youth club, which is tiring but fun, we didn't go to the TV show that we were supposed to because Niki didn't feel up to it. The problem was that she was willing to go anyway because she thought that I really wanted to go, I had to do a fair amount of convincing that it really wasn't that important to me and it wasn't, it was just a TV show not anything really important, so we stayed at home and just chilled out in front of the TV. Yesterday Niki had to go to Stash in Putney and then pop back to her studio to meet with some guys who might be taking it over from her, so I stayed at home fully intending to do stuff (almost none of which I did), Becca and Lauren came round late in the afternoon and we talked about lots of stuff including Jay and A13, they have a slot playing at Dagenham Town Show on the 15th of July (the same day that Scott has his birthday party) and also Jay has decided that he doesn't want to play guitar and sing any more, so they are looking for a singer now. That might help with the stage presence and interaction with the audience and between the band, we'll see. I suppose I started feeling a bit low somewhere around mid-day, don't know why but it just happens that way sometimes.

I am a fraud and I can't understand why no one else seems to be able to see it except me. I'm not any of the things I want to and pretent to be, but for some reason people seem to be convinced that I am. Strangely enough not everyone is convinced by the same things, but they all seem to be convinced by at least one of my pretend abilities. One day everyone will figure it out and see me for what I am. There are still so many things in my life that I can't openly acknowledge or deal with but if I don't I know they could quite easily eat me up. How much of my time do I spend just trying to repress things? I've lost track of all the repression I undertake on a daily basis.

Anyway, enough of that. Today we are off to sunny Sutton, five days with the bunnies and cats, and it's supposed to be very hot this week so that should be fun. Actually I do enjoy going there, it may be chaotic and a little hippy/squat like, but it's nice toget away from here for a few days every now and then, and I suppose secretly I do quite like the cats a bit (not being a cat person that's quite a thing to admit for me) and I like the bunnies, so it's quite good fun really and Sutton, and the surrounding area, isn't a bad place.

We will be back at some ridiculous hour on Monday night, after having first travelled accross to youth club, that might not be so much fun next week depending on how tired we are

So off we go, I hope to post an entry or two from Sutton but it depends on what else is going on, so see y'all

Whoopee for me, the toilet's fixed!!!!!!!!!!!!

:D:D:D:D

Here we are at the start of another week. Hopefully the plumber will be coming back this morning at some point and my toilet will be fixed. Then it's getting sorted out and off to the other side of London and youth club with Niki. We'll be coming back tonight after youth club because we have tickets to go to the filming of another TV comedy show tomorrow night. This one is in a London theatre and is a stand up comedy show introduced by Al Murray, we have no idea who is on the show other than him so it may be good or it could be complete rubbish, I'll let you know on Wednesday. Then on Thursday it's of to sunny Sutton until the following Monday when we'll go straight to youth club and then home (I think). Wow, what a week!

Having spent a long time not going anywhere or doing anything it's quite odd getting used to going places and do a lot of travelling around London and the south east. To be honest going out in daylight has taken some getting used to

Niki downloaded the pictures from Thursday night so I thought I'd post a couple of pictures of Jay and A13 on stage at The Standard.

A13

JAY

Well, I've just recieved a breakdown of my Housing Benefit and Council Tax Benefit and I think, if I understand it correctly which is not a definate, I'm going to be about 33pence a week better off. Whoopee!!!!!

Now I'm off to party with my new found wealth, see y'all

We went to see Jay's band, A13, last night at The Standard. There were supposed to be another three bands on with them but one didn't turn up. So here's a little review of the gig for you.

The first band on, AmberVoid, were pretty good. Their music was loud, heavy but with a bit more thought and creativity in their songs than just your normal bog-standard metal band. I suppose it was a bit like Lacuna Coil (but without the female vocals). The only problem with them was that they didn't quite manage to match their ability with their intent on a number of occassions, but I think that will probably come with time. On the whole they were a good band but not one that I would personally be falling over myself to see again in a hurry. If you want to check them out for yourselves they have their own site on myspace, here their LINK.

The second band on were called King Rat. I thought they were great. At different times in their set I could pick up elements of Kula Shaker, Placebo, Pink Floyd and Marillion. They were very professional, had a great sound and an excellent lead singer. On a few occassions their songs did feel like they drifted far too close to being over indulgent and pretentious, but never actually crossed that line. I brought home a couple of copies of the free CD they were giving away and would gladly go to see them again anytime. They have their own web site for you to check out if you want, here's the LINK they also have a site on myspace, here's the LINK.

Then it was time for A13 to 'headline'. They were as good as I expect them to be, which is to say that I personally think they are a good band of excellent musicians even if their music doesn't always do it for me (but that's just a personal thing in that I am not a huge fan of all the American punk stuff). They play really well and their songs are good, well put together and definately hits in the making, they also played some good covers. One of their new songs, that I had not heard before, was brilliant, it was the last of their own songs that they played and had a slightly funky feel to the riff, it also featured some excellent hammering by Jay which is something I don't think I've heard in a punk song before. The only real criticism I would have is that they need to work on their stage presence, they need to interact with the audience and each other more, and they need to look more like they are actually enjoying themselves when they are on stage. Having said that, on the whole they did really well, and it was a good gig. Their link is perminantly available in my blog list of favourite sites, so I wont bother putting it here again.

All in all it was a good night and I think everyone enjoyed themselves, I think the gig at Camden Underworld will be really good as they are supporting bands that are just that one step further on than A13 are at the moment.

:D

On to other, more mundane things, I have a leaky toilet. A little bit of dirty water leaks out of the outlet pipe every time it is flushed and there isn't anything the plumber my landlord sent in can do until Monday, Oh joy.

I'm feeling a little better today, I think that overcoming the slightly unexpected feelings of wanting a drink and a cigarette last night have made me feel a bit better about myself and things in general, but I'm not allowing myself to shout and cheer about it too much as I know it's a long way from being up, but it's a step in the right direction.

Well, Scott should be home from school soon and will probably be tired so with a bit of luck he'll sleep a lot this weekend

Anyway, I think that's enough for now, see y'all

OK so I'm going to try this again, I tried to post this earlier but my computer felt like shutting down and restarting for some unknown reason

So I went to see my doctor this morning who has now referred me to a specialist NHS counselling service, I'm not sure it will do much good, as in the past much of it hasn't (except the counselling I got at James Cook House on my alcohol rehab programme) but I will go into it with an open mind.

Scott is staying again this weekend, and has been round this morning with his stuff. He's coming with Niki and me to see Jay's band, A13. at The Standard tonight, luckily he has a late start at school tomorrow because of some school trips or somesuch. Anyway, tonight should be good, although the fact that I spent a lot of years drinking at The Standard does mean it holds lots of memories, and not all of them good, but I think I can handle it.

Becca phoned earlier and said that A13 have another gig on the 21st of July at The Camden Underworld, which should be really good, it's a good venue.

Niki went back home to her dad's last night because she's working in the shop, Stash, in Putney again today and it's easier getting their from his place than it is from here during the week, anyway she should be home around 4ish, I just hope she's not too knackered to enjoy tonight.

I've still been feeling a bit down over the last week or so, which is why I haven't put a proper post up, I don't know why. Some people have offered help and advice, and I know a lot of what they say is true but it's just an inability for me to motivate myself to do anything about it that's at the heart of the problem. I am reminded of an old song title, 'I've Been Down So Long It Seems Like Up To Me', well maybe not up but definately normality, I think I've too used to being down and am forgetting how to be any other way. Hopefully the counselling will help me to start sorting it all out properly, I live in hope (marginally)

See y'all

Yesterday was fathers day. Couldn't do it yesterday but I just want to post one thing:

I.L.M.

I found this on one of Niki’s favourite blogs called Hipknits so I thought I’d give it a go (it’s not as easy as it looks you know), so here are thirty things about me (I’ve tried to put down things that most of you wont know already from my blog):

1. I am the youngest of five children
2. I took violin lessons when I was at junior school
3. I set fire to a launderette when I was about 12
4. I used to be a teddy boy, complete with drape jacket, quiff and creepers
5. I used to have two pet rats, one called Ozzy and one called Corky
6. I hate lemon and lime, anything with either of those flavours is disgusting
7. I used to work as a roadie for heavy metal DJ Neal Kay
8. I pretended that my middle name was David when I was at school because I hated my real middle name
9. Spike Milligan once called me a ‘bloody idiot’, he shouted it at me from the back window of a car that I walked out in front of in Hampstead many years ago
10. I have ridden around Camden at high speed on the back of a very powerful motor bike with no crash helmet on whilst both me and the driver were both drunk and high
11. I have four tattoos but only really like three of them (am thinking of getting more done and maybe getting the one I don’t like covered)
12. I have sung in 5 bands (but only played live with four of them)
13. I have managed 3 bands (two of which fell apart completely and the third split into two separate bands and I stopped managing them)
14. I used to book bands for The Standard Music Venue in Walthamstow on a Sunday night (back when it was still called The Royal Standard)
15. I once turned down a job as a roadie for Bad Manners
16. I have written loads of poems and songs, a number of short stories and a whole novel but have never had anything published
17. I once appeared on Thames news when I was at a Rock ‘n’ Roll wedding, with loads of teddy boys and rockers, where Screaming Lord Sutch was the best man and he announced his engagement (much to the annoyance of the bride and groom)
18. I have almost committed suicide twice in my life
19. When I was a teddy boy I ordered and had made to measure a black box jacket with black velvet lapels from a specialist shop in Harrow called Jack Geech(who also made my made to measure drape jacket, I'm not totally sure I've spelt the name of the shop right) but I never picked it up
20. I can’t ride a bike of any kind
21. I know how to knit, but haven’t actually done it since I was about 14
22. I can’t swim
23. I suffer from vertigo but didn’t discover the fact until I went for a job as an apprentice scaffolder when I was 16
24. I’ve never learnt to drive, mainly due to my drinking, and had to admit to myself when I got sober that I’m actually scared of the idea of being in control of a car and driving it
25. I have 6 piercings
26. I have had my nose pierced twice, once on each side but the first one (on the left side of my nose which I had done in the middle of a Kiss concert/one day festival in Finsbury Park) went mankey and I had to have the ring removed using a pair of pliers
27. I used to paint the thumb nail on my right hand with jet black nail varnish
28. I am an ordained minister with the Universal Life Church of Modest California
29. I love blue cheese but can no longer eat it due to my health problems
30. I like doing jigsaw puzzles

I've logged on to blog this morning to find that nobody's pictures are coming up on my computer. The media I've uploaded recently is fine but some of the older media I've uploaded,all My pictures and those of my Friends have disappeared and I can't get them back. Is anybody else having this problem or is it just my stupid F**king computer giving me a hard time again?

Just to let everyone know I've added a link to the Ebay page listing all the things that Niki and I are currently selling, we put new stuff on quite often so if you're interested check it out.

I'll do a proper post later.

See y'all

Have just found this on www.i-am-bored.com and I cannot believe it's for real, but apparently it is. Only in America!

What the F**k?

Stolen from rithompson http://random-veryrandom.blog.co.uk
who stole it from Helly100 http://helly100.blog.co.uk

I AM: A bit of a fraud.

I WANT: To be fit and healthy again, and lots of money

I WISH: I could be happy in my own head.

I MISS: My family.

I FEAR: Going deaf and dying alone.

I HEAR: My computer making a bit of a racket and Niki getting up.

I WONDER: Why so many people are so angry all the time.

I REGRET: Too much of my life to deal with or worry about.

I AM NOT: Good at DIY.

I DANCE: Very well for a big guy, so I’ve been told

I SING: (That’s debatable), anything I like.

I CRY: A lot more now than I used to.

I AM NOT ALWAYS: Depressed (honest)

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: A complete balls-up of everything

I WRITE: Poetry and short stories, but not as much as I used to.

I CONFUSE: Myself, a lot, sometimes.

I NEED: To get off my arse and start doing something a bit more pro-active about getting fit and healthy.

I START: Far too many things.

I FINISH: Hardly any of them.

I thought I'd brighten up the old blog post today with a few pictures. There are two reasons for this, the first is because I have been meaning to post these picture for the last week and havent got around to it and anyway I haven't posted any pictures for a while, and the second is because I've got very little to say about anything much so it's a good way of padding the blog posting out.

So here's the first picture. It's a rather bizarre lamp that we bought off ebay a little while ago (but which took a while to be delivered):

This is a picture of the card that Old Niq got for me for my birthday:

Here are two pictures of the guitar that Niki bought me for my birthday, the first one on it's own and the second one with the 10 watt practice amp that I bought for £10 off ebay in front of it:

I hope you enjoyed those

Well, I'm not feeling 100% today for some reason, feel a bit worn out and fed up (so what's new), I've got to go out and pick up my repeat prescription from the doctors a bit later then go to the chemist to get it filled, I should be going to pay my rent and post some stuff that we've sold on ebay as well but I really don't feel up to it so I'm going to leave that until tomorrow morning.

Niki went back to her dad's for the night last night because she was working at her friends new wool shop Stash in Putney this morning and it's easier and quicker for her to go from his place than here, so I spent last night on my own, couldn't sleep properly which hasn't helped with the way I feel today, but she'll be back home this evening so tonight should be better, I hope

Anyway that's all I've got to say at the moment. See y'all

Well, it's now nearly 6.30 am and I've been awake for about three quarters of an hour or so, having not gone to bed until about twoish this morning, damn this heat! (he said in his best 1900's upper class British officer's accent)

Yesterday was a decidedly odd day. Having gone to the youth club with Niki on Monday night, which was really great (said with just a huge hint of sarcasm), lots of hyper, small children in a confined indoor area in the heat, what could be better? We stayed at Niki's Dad's place then got up and dressed, and out of there just around lunch time. We went to Niki's studio for her to check her mail, see if anyone was offering to take it over (or sub-let it) as she's looking to move out, and sort out some stuff she's going to have to pick up from there on Thursday, say hi to Dan and Kim, and we left there at about 3.45ish. We were really lucky with the buses and got to the BBC TV centre about an hour earlier than we needed to be there. So there we were standing around outside trying to decided if we should spend the hour just standing there or go to the tube station up the road and see what drinks they might have in the machines there, when a young lady came out and asked us what show we were there for, when we told her she seemed a little disappointed and asked if we'd like to spend the hour we had to spare being in the audience of the live Paul O'Grady show. Well, although not a fan of the man I am however not one to turn down something that's free, so we agreed and were lead to the studio. It was actually pretty good, his guests were Anthony Head, who I do like, and Juliette Lewis, who I also like, they also tried to break three Guiness World Records, although only actually broke one. One the whole it was good laugh and an unexpectedly good bonus for the day. We then left that studio, had to walk through the TV Centre and go back outside to queue up for about five minutes to go back in and see the recording of this new show with Marcus Brigstoke. Well basically it is a comedy improv show much the same as who's line is it anyway but with more people and some different style of things going on. I knew a couple of the comedians that were on the show, but couldn't tell you their names at all, there was the short dumpier indian woman off Goodness Gracious Me and the guy that does a lot of interview stuff with Marcus Brigstoke on his Late Edition show, other than that I haven't got a clue who they were but most of them were very funny at least once or twice. Marcus Brigstoke was brilliant, he was consistantly funny and spent most of the time between actually recording adlibbing and keeping the audience laughing. We were there for the recording of the pilot for the new series and another episode as well, which we were not expecting, so all in all we were in the studio for about four hours. On the whole it was a really good way to spend the night, especially as it was free, and the only real problem was with the seating. The odd thing is this, in the studion where we went for the Paul O'Grady Show, the seating was older and less perminant, but the arms could be raised on the seats (admittedly this did leave a small metal post jutting out of them but you can't have everything) however in the other studio, were the seating was newer (we were told by one of the staff) and more perminant, the seats and arms were fixed and could not be raised or lowered independantly of each other. Now this may not seem like a problem to most, but basically they were like the old cinema seats and unless you were a size 16-18 woman or a man with a waist size less than 40 inches, you would have felt a little tightly packed in, also in the second studio the seating was so close together that my knees were rammed into the back of the seat in front of me all evening. It strikes me that if you want an audience to appear to be relaxed, happy and enjoying themselves when watching a TV show, you should maybe make them more comfortable, especially if they are going to have to be sitting for four hours at a time.

So that was yesterday, not a bad laugh, a few supprises, but hell on the knees Keep an eye out for the show it's called 'There's No F in Script' and I have absolutely no idea when it's going to be aired.

Enough for now, no idea what I'm going to do today but if the heat already is anything to go by I may well spend all day under a cool shower.

See y'all

So, I'm off to the other side of London with Niki again later today, after first visiting Dagenham Heathway to pay my rent and such stuff. There's a youth club that Niki has been involved with for years, and I'm not totally sure I've mentioned before, every Monday night and I'm sort of helping out with some stuff there too (not totally sure if I'm officially working there on a Monday night or just a helper at the moment), it's pretty cool, I get on well with the kids and the other people running it and at least I'm getting out more

We will be staying at Niki's dad's place, where she was living, and then on Tuesday evening we've got tickets to be in the audience of a new TV show introduced by Marcus Brigstoke, I've no idea what it is exactly but he's a funny guy so it should be good, then back home here on Tuesday night.

Niki and I had a good time looking after Lauren on Friday night/Saturday morning while Jay and Becca went out (it was the first gig for Jay's band, A13, and from what I understand it went really well). I sometimes forget, for just a short time, with everything thats been going on lately just how much I miss my kids and seeing them every day (or in Becca, Jay and Lauren's case more than once a week), it's strange but sometimes I even miss the agro they can cause

I'm still not out of my down but I think I've sort of come to terms with it, it's kind of like when I get down now I stay in it but just lower my expectations of what up means, that way it doesn't seem so bad, I don't know if this is a good way of dealing with it but it seems to stop me feeling quite so bad.

I hate this heat shit, the problem is that I have to go out sometimes and that means wearing more than just the pair of cotton shorts that I have on at the moment (sorry to all of those that know me for the disgusting mental image that must have caused you). I have a problem with the way I look (and yes I know that I need to do something about it then, but it's not easy when you find it hard to motivate yourself to do the stuff you need to just to stay alive) and there is no way I would ever even consider going out in less than a pair of jeans and a shirt or t-shirt and even then I sometimes feel self-concious about the way I look. I love the summer but would like to spend it in a mountain retreat somewhere, where I can be visited by my family and friends but the general public are not allowed, that way I wouldn't feel so bad about walking around in a pair of shorts and therefore keeping cool.

God I'm getting weirder, I'm sure of it.

See y'all

I had an appointment with my dietician at the doctors today, it appears that despite my best efforts I have put even more weight on (when I went to see the nurse there a month ago I had put on nearly a stone and a half and now it seems it's gone up to two and a half stone), she tried to tell me that people who get into relationships often put on weight due to the feeling of contentment they feel and so a relaxing of any diet they may be on. I know that this may be a factor but it didn't stop the whole weight gain thing from knocking flat down on my arse again, "Hello depression, I'm home!"

I know that all of this is my fault, I don't have a problem with that, and I'm not looking for sympathy, I just don't understand what it is about me that seems to be completely determined to screw up my life no matter how much I try to get things sorted out. I fully understand and accept that a part of me hates who I am and everything about me, but why wont that part of me allow the rest of me to do something about changing it. Is it just the comfort of misery? I don't know and at the moment cant be arsed to try to work it out, I'm so pissed off with not being able to just do something that other people take for granted as being ordinary, like go and sit outside a pub and have a pint with some friends on a summer night, or celebrate my birthday with a few beers and a curry on the way home. I am so sick of being what and who I am, and I'm starting to understand more and more exactly what all this self loathing thing is about.

I have no idea why I'm writing any of this on here, I mean why should any of you have to care about all this shit, I know that I don't.

I sit here melting in the early morning heat, I don't understand how it is possible but for some reason I feel hotter now than I did during the day when the sun was beating down and the sky was a loverly clear blue, maybe it's the change

I tried to post an entry earlier today but just as I was typing it my computer decided, as it seems to be doing every now and then completely at random, to reboot itself. I'm quite amazed that my window doesn't have a computer shaped whole in it by now, I must be becoming wore restrained in my old age. Which brings me on to something else.

Yes, it was my birthday on Tuesday, I have reach the age of 43 and I have no idea how, it was more by luck than judgement I can tell you. A couple of people gave me the sucking air through teeth and shaking heads slightly routine that accompanied a strange warning of impending doom because my birthday was on the 6th of the 6th 06, but I don't know what all the fuss is about, it's not like those numbers actually mean anything (just ask Old Niq, he'll tell you). Anyway, I have always believed that bad luck only exists if you belive in it, and I don't, otherwise I wouldn't have lived in a house that was number 13 and had a green front door (not that the house was lucky really but I refuse to belive that those factors had any influence on what happened in my life during my time there). But back to my birthday, I got a really great gift from Niki, and she swallowed, sorrry only joking but I couldn't resist it, she bought me an electro-acoustic guitar, complete with case and strap, so I suppose I'll have to learn how to play the bloody thing properly now Old Niq bought me a brilliant book about Black Sabbath which is informative, funny, looks great and weighs a ton, so that was excellent, and it was good to see him and chat. Becca bought me some Cherry Bakewells, because she knows that I love them and I'm not that into birthday cakes, she's also buying me membership to Sprout Law which is the Robert Rankin fan club, which is brilliant. I got some good cards, although how Old Niq found one with a picture on it that so closely resembles me I haven't worked out (I'll take a picture of it and post it in a day or two so you can all see it.

So now I'm another year older and feel another ten, I don't know why I've been feeling quite a bit more tired lately than I have for a while. Maybe it's the heat, maybe it's my age, or maybe it's something else, all I know is that it's a right royal pain in the arse.

Well, that's me for now, I'm of to bed at 2 am to try to see if I can get any sleep at all, and if I do if I can have a full nights sleep with no weird dreams (I'll explain that some other time).

See y'all