The Stone Roses?

My favourite band The Stone Roses are getting back together! That officially means I'm old! Holy shit, the Stone Roses are back. I can't believe it. It can only end in disaster, but it'll be brilliant. Watching the press conference, they all look pretty pumped, except John Squire who looks embarrassed. But it's not like they were huge and squeezed everything out of themselves and then faded away like the Eagles or Blur or something. These guys were massive for a couple of years, the whole world wanted them to succeed, but they couldn't do it, and the whole thing shat itself. Maybe this is what will make it different. I'm guessing the buildup will be huge, and the album a vague disappointment, like another Second Coming. Who cares. I'd love to see them again though. All of them, this time.
This clip manages to sum up the Stone Roses career in a couple of minutes.

World Party!

So last week I look on Seek and see a job for a Translator/Interpretor in Melbourne for a "globally renowned" engineering company. I sent my resume off Monday morning. Friday comes, no response, so I call the guy up. Voicemail. I hang up, thinking I'll try again on Monday. He called me back a few minutes later, but I think only because the number came up on his phone as a Japanese number and he was curious. He had not looked at my resume yet (WTF?), but he seemed interested as we talked and I guess he was looking at my resume. He said that the company wants to have week-long trials for prospective employees, so if I was willing to come down and work for a week next month (starting the 21st of November he said) then I was every chance to get the job. "Hey, even if you don't get the job, you get a free holiday! See your family and friends, do some work, get paid!" He said the company wants to do this because they aren't really expecting any applicant to have much engineering experience, which I have nearly 5 years of, so I'm guessing I'm one of the top applicants. Pay is 30% more than I get here. I told him I'd talk it over with my wife and call him on Monday, but I said I can't see why I couldn't take a week off here and do that, and I would call him on Monday. Mail me, he said. I'm rarely able to talk on the phone. Always in meetings or on the phone already. Too busy. Okay. He seemed like a great guy, and really understood my situation. "I like bringing good people back to Melbourne," he said.
Wow. It might happen! I thought. This is it!
Mailed him Monday, yes, let's do this, flexible with the dates, looking forward to hearing from you. Mailed him Tuesday, giving him my work e-mail (just a bullshit excuse to mail him again). Now it's Friday, haven't heard back from him.
So here I am again, waiting for the "Thank you, but unfortunately..." mail that's going to fuck up my week. That's if I even get a mail
In other news, it's a world party! Fuck yea! The bankrupt European economies are all okay now! The uncertainty is over, and it's time to party! Uncertainty. Yes, that must have been the problem. Only that.
I'm just relieved everything is back to normal, and people who are owed billions and billions of dollars aren't really fussed about getting it back anymore, and that hard-working people who save money don't mind giving handing it over to lazy, selfish tax cheats.
It's all good!
Wait... No! It's not all good! Dammit, why isn't it good?