set the captives free

horsemouth's captives (6 years worth of his old style myspace blogs) have been ransomed and returned to him by myspace (having been disappeared by them without warning one fine morning about a year ago). he's glad to see them back. he didn't use to blog everyday but more like 3-4 times a week, so the bulk is not to bad. 

now to back them up somewhere against some other random data apocalypse/ the death of the facebook brand

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'he recommended to me to keep a journal of my life, full and unreserved. he said it would be a very good exercise and would yield me great satisfaction when the particulars were faded from my remembrance... I was afraid I put into my journal too many little incidents,

'there is nothing, sir, too little for so little a creature as man. it is by studying the little things that we attain the great art of having as little misery and as much happiness as possible.''

one advantage of horsemouth's flat is that it gets a lot of sky. last weekend sean was off for a meet with his publisher last night at some mcm - movies and comic convention - at the excel centre, he faced the journey there and back across the east with no map and half of the seaside towns tramway out of action. horsemouth worried that he would get lost and end up wandering round the salt marshes in the rain (but in the end he made it there and back ok despite the closures). apparently the youth were running around parttying it up in manga and superhero costumes - horsemouth is almost sorry he didn't go - one year, one sunday perhaps, he accidentally strayed  into the convention (and very pretty it was too).

last saturday night horsemouth stayed in and read -as he does most saturdays - he didnt even crack open a bottle of beer. for this reason he may as well move to the countryside - he has simply and finally become solitary enough to bear it. horsemouth is contemplating paying into a pension - as usual he should have started earlier - and now thinks he doesn't have enough time to...  but then he has thought that about loads of things that he subsequently did over the years, only of course as the years pass it becomes increasingly true. 

horsemouth was awaiting the delivery of a slide guitar that he won in a lottery (it has arrived - it is excellent fun) - yesterday he played a few notes from the start of la fille au cheveux de lin on kevin's electric piano (it sounded good).