you call yourself a writer (but you never even write anything)

'the sunny side of his ocean/ 

the dark shadows moving in his woods' 

there. the blog has the title that horsemouth promised it would have when he was arguing this point with howard during their drinking session (yesterday).

horsemouth went off to sunny east ham to visit howard (promising he wouldn't bring any musical instruments or propose any recording). it's the end of term and howard is knackered. himself and howard sat around the room listening to music (the om unit remix of shadowboxing above was a particular hit, it seems to be even slower and darker than the original, it was nice to hear it over decent speakers) and playing guitars. 

eventually they headed out of doors to the pub with the pizza and had pizza and beer while sitting in the back garden in the sun. soon enough horsemouth was calling for more beer and howard was proposing that they call it a day and go home.  the music was terrible as usual (sorry dudes).  there are photos but all they show is an utterly mashed horsemouth desperately pretending to be sober (in the hope of more beer). this is the least embarrassing of them. 

upon his return horsemouth cooked and ate some pasta and went to bed. he is up slowly and gingerly this morning and has dosed himself with coffee and paracetamol. 

it has been proposed that horsemouth's blog relaunch as 'a twitter gateway to a substack', horsemouth is not for relaunching. all horsemouth wants to do is to write a little in the morning so he can see what he is thinking and be reminded of what he would otherwise forget. 

once upon a time horsemouth wrote. this meant he read with particular attention. he doesn't think that what he wrote succeeds as theory but it does at least read well (mostly/ he hopes). 

now the paolo virno he's going to have to take the time to read with attention (and probably diagram out how the argument works) before he can comment usefully upon it. 

it's another beautiful day outside (and not too hot). horsemouth will tour around the book boxes and have a wander. tonight the regular phonecall with his mum that he instituted at the start of the pandemic. monday the relaunch of the week.