Elvis for $250? Let me think on this.

So, we've finally decided on The Date. On Tuesday 17th November, I will be standing at the front of the Mirage Hotel & Casino, Las Vegas, and will tell my precious fiancee that no matter what happens, she's stuck with me until one of us keels over.

Romantic, ain't it!

Now that we've bought the tickets and booked the hotels and everything, I'm starting to get really excited. We're going on holiday again!, and getting married!, all at the same time! Now that it's a tangible 'gonnahappen', everything I do now seems a lot more ... dedicated? I'm not sure, I just feel a certain sense of purpose to everything now that wasn't present for the last few weeks.

I'm going to break the news to my grandpa on the weekend - I think he might be a little disappointed, but I'll have to assure him that when we get back there's going to be a big party that all the family can come to. I think we're going to have it at the zoo. I like that idea. People will have something to do other than come and say hi to us and then stand around waiting for the sausage rolls.

We're taking Vic's family as well as mine, which is great, as I'll have the bro-in-law to take on all of the rides that no-one else would dare consider. New York New York rollercoaster, I'm comin' back for seconds! Man, food and rides and shopping and shows, I can't wait! Well, I can, but I'm going to be impatient about it.

In other awesomegameyouregonnaloveit-worthy news, the Rockethands team has submitted our first app to Apple for review. Awlright! Look out for the news at www.rockethands.com for when it's available on iTunes.

-Anthony

as in, armaggedon outta here?

On Demand.

Had a strange gig on Saturday.

We decided to pull out a bunch of old songs (mistakes!) and record the gig (self-conscious!) for future reference. The resulting first set was pretty bad, thankfully we forgot about the laptop recording in the corner and played some good sets after.

Personally, just went to show how often it's easier to perform when you're not thinking about what you're actually doing. Muscle memory, auto-pilot, something or other. I wonder how many other things I do would turn out better if I just didn't think about it? Writing for one, that's proven!

In other sensory news, there's a strong breeze blowing through the windows, and the puppies are clambering all over the couch to get as much of it as possible. All those smells, it must be like puppy-cinema for them.

-Anthony

i like the bit when they blow stuff up