22 July 2007

Watch Battery

Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh (Oh man this is so f*cking boring). Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ah f*ck it I give up. It's 14:53:07 and that's the way it can stay. I mean, come on.

15 July 2007

Sonnet #3

Grace you mean the world to me,
My Grace you saved my life.
'r at least my smile and life to be,
Of balance, calm and strife.
Oh Grace I find you now and then,
When falling on the ground.
The strangest places smack of zen
Whenever you're around.
Panic you mosquito,
I keep you like a pet.
I found a way to keep you out
Of my mosquito net.
I let you out into the world,
Like dust snapped off a flag unfurled.

On Loud Music and Conversation

So yeah. What. (nods) Can't really- what? CAN@T REALLY HEAR YOU. Fd - yeah it's a gfrt zong, yeah. (Gets elbowed by moron) Where's lides? Who? Nides. Whart? NIGE. (shrugs shoulders) Oh hoh! The shoulders :) ... (makes brief eye contact with friend of friend) Gurg music. What? The music, it's mud. (nods) Yeah!

(starts to dance with right hand - realises how lame it looks and gets self-conscious. contemplates getting another drink) So what's the craic? (friend winks) (pretends to be gay with friend) (moment passes)

13 July 2007

The Waiting Room

Greetings fellow enthusiasts, and thank you for your patience! You are most welcome. My name is Mitsy Oklahoma Geronimo Clemens Zweibel, and I am your coordinator.

We are all here for one reason - you know what I'm talking about. Friends may scoff at how we enjoy what they callously deride as an obsession. Others tell us we need to spend more time eating, sleeping or shaving our unkempt nether regions, instead of cultivating this passion we share. But none of them will ever know the joy.

So, my fellow members of this most exclusive yet inclusive of clubs, please go forth and enjoy all that the exhibition has to offer. Unbind your enthusiasm and let slip your inhibitions. For you are now in a veritable heaven for those who, like me, and you, and that guy beside you, love, more than anything, more than life itself, and forsaking all others, in the face of prejudice and ridicule, the wonderful, the excellent, brilliant and reborn, life-affirming, barrier-breaking, lovely world of waiting.

04 July 2007

Sonnet #2

To such a girl that never was,
A dream in all but name,
I'm gonna say goodbye because
You're nothing but a flame.
I spun you of the finest thread,
I found you hard to break,
But get thee gone now from my head
You beautiful mistake.
To that one girl who really is,
That song that's not for sale,
I'll hear you when you wish to speak -
But what is not for me to say.
The gracious girl I'll see again,
The dream runs dry just like a pen.

2008

Greetings from The Year 2008. I have much to tell you, so listen carefully. I am next year.

I was not expected to be especially momentous. I have a European Championships but no Olympics or World Cup. I have a US election and Hillary Clinton will win. But I didn't intrude on my predecessor, 2007, to tell you that. No, I am here, or indeed now, to tell you that you MUST STOP SAVING COUPONS. I can see, looking back over my shoulder, that you are spending much time collecting coupons for a variety of household items. Many of these products are substandard, and the discounts afforded by said coupons minimal.

But the real problem is that these coupons keep piling up. For many years now the Prophets of Doom have predicted that one day there would be too many coupons. The cupboards and coupon jars of the West, they exclaimed, already unsteady, built way above a safe height of stacked coupons, would overflow catastrophically.

Some feared the worst; others hoped the day would never come. But most agreed that around 2050 a tipping point would be reached. My friends, I wish it were so. But THE DAY IS ALMOST UPON US. In January 2009, just around the corner from me, the tipping point will arrive. And the world will, as the name suggests, tip. Tip right over, and end up upside down, unbalanced by the mountains of coupons building up in Europe and North America. All these coupons, stacked ever higher, changing the Earth's centre of gravity, causing it to teeter, and totter, until finally it topples.

It is not too late. If you act now, the Earth's orientation can be maintained. But leave it too late - as people have done in my December, hoarding coupons as Christmas approaches - and the world will just flip over, and everything will be upside down.

Redeem or destroy those coupons, please. You have been warned.