North American Union, the price of everything in London, winter is coming, but I don't care. I'm happy, amazed, wondering, wandering through this melting pot of a city, laughing quietly at the loyal Indians that, despite the chilly evening, stroll around in sandals and thin saris. Yeah man. They really stick to it. No "life is a river" kind of babble for them. I think this mood I'm in is partly because I don't read the papers anymore. Ordered The New Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain by Betty Edwards and Java for Dummies and now I wake up and rush to the front door to see if I can soon start being a drawing geek. I'm gonna draw and program until the S.W.A.T. storm in through the window (cool!) requesting an accurate list of previous residencies. I can't remember!! For fuck sake!
They will go through my stuff for evidence to find a pile of weird shit, and amongst it all, my most recent favourite: Why Cats Paint: A Theory of Feline Aesthetics. They will yell "weirdo!" and I'll yell "sheep!" and they will jump out of the window into a wicked army green helicopter and fly away. I'll stare at their bums and think "nice outfit".
If that's not the sort of thing you add after "North American Union", I would say you're heading the wrong way.
Let us make them obsolete.
13 comments:
ok
Your most enlightened comment.
I'm enlightened enough to know when I've been insulted.
Chill, kiddo, you only posted it yesterday.
Sometimes I like to mull stuff over..
Is that ok?
Maybe you should call that lawyer anyway¦:¬รพ
You've been insulted? I didnt even know you posted about it.
I have a different opinion and it was never a problem for you. Very sad ending.
Just goes to show the true depth of my enlightenment.
Don't be sad, it always occurs to me I could be wrong...and often am.
Think I'll keep my comments to two letters, or less.
My mistake.
Good to know I'm still relevant, anyway.
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Given my raging pain-in-the ass sense of humor, you'd think I'd know how to take a joke.
Too bad I went and stepped on this post, the painting cats are a trip.
Granted - it is a fairly good piece of satire, based on what the little madam thinks she knows about other folk (I can't think of anyone in-particular though.. lol).
But me being completely ignored doesn't really back-up the idea of any light-hearted motivation being at work..
..somehow.
Think on, jokers.
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Was that Twit I just saw?
Z
I miss you, weirdo. Write soon.
Awesome post.
Hey, just a quick note that I've changed my URL to: http://swine.wordpress.com/
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