Work On Sale and other stuff

"The editorial staff of the Western Daily Press are offering the services of journalists about to be made redundant by owner Northcliffe up for auction on eBay.
Staff are facing the loss of a fifth of their number - around 36 posts - and are offering eBay bidders "one entire multi award winning regional newspaper team".

By 4pm today the online auction had attracted 14 bidders and the price offered for the Western Daily Press journalists had reached £22.

Wow.
Deepa mailed this to me, taken from the Guardian's site. So this is what it comes to, aye. Whatever.

In associated news about my life in general, I talked to Debu and Chiro as well. Debu was excited about my kit, but said he didn't buy anything to do with the natural finish because it is very difficult to maintain and keep dirt off the lacquer finishes. His Yamaha stage custom is a golden sparkle wrap.
I was supposed to call Chiro today at 10, but I simply woke up late. I hope the telephone conversation can be a little postponed.
D also contacted one of our old buddies from college about the Bella Fleck albums. I am psyched about the Beat Pharmacie record: being the rhythm section of the Black Eyed Peas must be a fun job!!
Oh, we also watched about five concerts in the last seven days: Pandit Debashis Bhattacharya and his brother at a private gig, the first. I was dumbstruck. Then on Thursday, we saw Jeff Sipe and Lew Hilt with guitarman Alex Macachek (this guy has a record with Terry Bozzio) and later on in the evening at the same gig, Tanmoy Bose, for whom I lost all respect because he played like a jealous kid instead of the tabla maestro that he is. We also watched Skinny Alley yesterday, who played some kick-ass music of their own despite the fucked-up sound, and threw in some Dan and even a suprise Screaming Headless Torsoes cover. And we visited Someplace Else to catch Orange Street. The polite gentleman that he is, Kaustav stood patiently for 15 minutes without budging, and was even mouthing out substituions to the guitar player's lines. After what seemed like an eternity trapped in rap-metal hell, he finally said, "Do you think we can walk out a little early from this show?" Funny kid!