Jamie & John in London

A journal of our experiences as Americans living in London

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

No Sense in Waiting

Hello, John Here.

We're waiting to go see Glen Phillips play at a pub here in Clapham. I know! Most of you a) don't care b) think I'm a freak.
It's very exciting. Glen Phillips was/is the lead singer from Toad the Wet Sprocket and has been playing solo for some time. We've seen him in New York several times, and I'm excited that we get to see him play here for only 4 pounds!

So the Eagles won. Which is great. Jamie and I put on our jerseys and went to Bodean's BBQ and watched the first half. We were the only Eagles fans in the place. The other 5 people watching the game were Dallas fans. There was also the "I'm impressing my date" Dallas fan who was obviously just trying to push our buttons. Except he didn't know what the hell was going on. Lucky for him, we didn't show him what Philly fans can do (Mainly getting thrown in the jail built into the stadium for stupid drunken stuff, but I digress).

The game actually got a 1 inch blurb in our local free paper. I quote, "Terrell Owens was protected by armed guards as he returned to the Philadelphia Eagles following his acrimonious departure last season. And it was an outing Owens will want to forget..." Lito sheppherd's interception made it in as well. I would like to point out that the sports writer used "acrimonious" in a sentence correctly. See how different this place is?

Speaking of T.O. and Different - I think it's time to discuss toilets. Toilets in the UK are designed by idiots. Everybody Poops, so keep up with me. The preferred design is more circular than elliptical, a flimsy material (plastic or balsa wood) with the basin rapidly tapering off into a 2 inch hole. Therefore, you need a) tremendous water pressure b) a scrub brush 3) HAZMAT suits(optional, but recommended). Without them you've got a disaster of biblical proportions on your hands. Seriously, a 3 year old could devastate these things, let alone a 29 year old American after late night curry (what we call Indian food here). Lucky for us, we actually have water pressure, a scrub brush, and a decent toilet. However, I do wear the HAZMAT suit on occasion - it gets a certain someone romantically inclined...

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just be glad you have a toilet. In Chicago we have to defecate in paper bags and then toss them into the lake, which is why it is so windy (everyone is always waving their hand in front of their face -wooshing away the stench).

Have fun at Jeff's wedding.

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