Leering at Mister Pip.

(On a positive triphop experience.)

The gaunt curly boys and the girls
with overbites
and the stunted swarthy men
and
the
writhing women with rhythm and
yeast infections
and the blue black light
in my wide wide eyes.

The Others.

A teensy bit banishéd, strangers are making 'there's an excrescence in an orifice and it's Hilarious' noises in my bed. I rather like them. And they know the canny way into a coconut, that's for sure.

Sad Salad

Nobody's looking - go now go!
Camera phone snaps; allow me to summarise:

1 Natasha's breasts (clad).
2 Natasha with monocle.
3 Uncle on motorbike outside Edinburgh castle embarking on charity coastal tour.
4 Mr Griffiths' brief but fabulous moustache.
5 A boy in a bandana with a hot potato.
6 Another walking down the street with a bin bag of clothes balanced on head.
7 Rusty hook in public toilet.
8 Graffito of half a face.
9 Piece of driftwood with a face on a wall.
10 'The Popular Restaurant', Dundee.
11 Girl's face with blue banana bread in tin foil.
12 The view of the ceiling from my bathtub.
13 Sign: 'Hawkman Services Ltd.: Abseilers Working Overhead'.
14 Romanesco broccoli: fibonacci sequence.
15 Squashed frog on pavement - one leg extended.
16 Haul of reclaimed food.
17 One torn thumb, pus, blood, filth.



Things I have not photographed lately:
1 Night walking, when everything is black and white and orange, because everything is black and white and orange.
2 Teeth tasting like dirty keys, because this is a taste.
3 Slugfoot revulsion.
4 'Reading' Finnegans Wake, because I can only do it arched across an easy chair with a pencil clenched between my teeth.

Undesirable developments.

1 Guffawing over atrocious comic books.
2 Eating raw garlic.
3 Nursing a squirmish crush on Buster Keaton.
4 Paying for everything in five pence pieces.
5 Plotting my escape.

Fishywishy.

In the Middle Ages there are three kinds of proof; from Reason, from Authority, and from Experience. We establish a geometrical truth by Reason; a historical truth, by Authority, by auctours. We learn by experience that oysters do or do not agree with us.
(C.S.Lewis)



The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.
(Lewis Carroll)

The Origin of German Tragic Drama

'There were tensions between father and son, and inflation raged.'
[Steiner's introduction]

Five First Thoughts

Well with all thoses visitors I didn't want to sleep, but I caught up on it the next day and the day after that.
Love is when you take away the feeling; the passion and the romance in a relationship, and find out you still care for that person. Sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be yours and you just have to let it go. When a door of happiness closes, another opens, but oftentimes we look so long at the closed door that we don’t see the door which has been opened for us.
Show me how you do that trick
'The one that makes me scream' – she said
'The one that makes me laugh' – she said
And threw her arms around my neck
'Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I’ll run away with you
I’ll run away with you'
ONUR REDA SENEL WAS BORN ON 15,03,2006. HE WAS BORN 2,460 kgs AND 49 cms AT PRIVATE SANKO HOSPITAL. HE WAS BORN 16 DAYS EARLIER THAN EXPECTED.
The tenth shoe was bought ten years ago.

~ Other people's blogs.