#lifewasted

give the people what they want you’re sitting on a goldmine

I thought the first one was Actually You

Acid

Knowledge, ideas and all that

All of the official pages (including the store) are redirecting to either the passport or the ‘departure dates’

The first ‘departure’ is scrambled ie. Yet to be announced/a big one

They’re really laying it on thick with a Twitter account for a fake airline (and tweeted a time/date - 6pm on February 21 - but then deleted it a few hours later)

There’s a button that brings up a virtual boarding pass and only people who receive actual passes in the mail get the code to register

It looks like it’s going specifically to UK fans (being mailed out by their UK promoter)

The real tickets show a departure from LA and landing in Sardinia

The ‘airline’ logo is a pyramid, which could be an obvious nod to the stage at Glastonbury, and the organizers said another little announcement “may” come before March

But hidden in the site’s coding is the text ‘Vatican City’ and that could mean nothing but also something (obviously they wouldn’t be able to do a gig there but Rome is right next door, and they also happen to have an obelisk or two)

It’s totally possible that most of these city names are red herrings, too

My very early and possibly wrong guesses: Limited-availability tickets to Glastonbury or a private warm-up show in a smaller venue in the UK (because I don’t think they’ve dropped in lately and not done that in one form or another, plus they cancelled a lot of shows on the last tour and will want to make up for them)

So why did I not pursue a career in Accounting?

Well, not having applied myself in high school, I honestly didn’t think it was possible. No way of being able to afford to go to college or university I didn’t even think about it at the time.

Instead I decided to take off after graduating and go live with my Father. Yes the father that wasn’t around while I was growing up.  I had never seen him or heard from him from the time I was 4 until I was 13

At that time he was living in another province with his second wife. They had come home, that summer, to visit family.  My aunt called me one day to say he was there and wanted to see me.... I took off without even telling my mother where I was going

From that day forward I tried to have a relationship with my father. At 15 and 16 I went to visit him during summer vacation.

Over the years I could never do anything right, according to my father, I was no saint by any means but I wasn’t an awful person either, just made some bad choices.

Ok what game