I’ve purged everything and started again.
This has absolutely nothing to do with a botched upgrade from MySQL 4.0 to 5.0.
I’m trying an experiment …
It is beyond dispute that many of the highlights of my life appear to have happened in, or because of, my affinity for the pub. Before I forget absolutely everything, I’m going to jot down some these stories here. Since music is almost as important as beer in a lot of these vignettes, and I can think of a dozen venues off the top of my head, I’ll post under the general category “12 Bars Blue“. Those bars that have a major part to play will be rewarded with their own sub-category.
Perhaps best described as “Reminiscences of times in pubs – the often warped story of my life in flashbacks“, these are all true, though I may change names and leave out some details to protect the innocent. Or the guilty. Or me. Fact, sometimes dressed up like fiction – I’d call it faction if it had anything to do with a clique that seeks power through intrigue, but that’s another story.
Some of the better stories will of course remain untold.
[UPDATE: Aug 10th, 2012]
Well, nothing came of that idea. Not in public, anyway.
I wasn’t happy with anything I wrote, so all of the stories will remain untold.
You’ll just have to sit me down in a pub and ply me with Guinness to hear the stories. Again.