Hey Spendi..........it's ok with me if you rub your elbow.
Now what are we talking about. I'm too lazy to go back to read. Let's talk about something interesting, if you please.
I was at the beach today. It was lovely.
Lola wrote:
I was at the beach today. It was lovely.
Was it a swimmy beach, or a showery beach ?
It was too cold with the wind across the water. It was nice and sunny, but only about 76 degrees and not warm enough to swim, or even to sun bathe. Too bad. But we had fun anyway. We found something to do.
Nothing interesting to report here. I promised my child
to take her to the movies and her choice was this horrible
"Starwars whatever". Soon I will become "Mommy dearest" <sigh>
spendius, as I said, nothing feels good if you do it uninterrupted for a prolonged period of time.
C.J.:-
I'm not so sure.
I can loz on the couch watching 7 hours of international Test cricket and not even know I'm alive.I have been known to drink beer for long uninterrupted periods with a similar effect and that usually resulted in even longer periods during which I might as well have been dead.Reading Proust in my father's greenhouse was another activity which comes to mind which doesn't quite fit your thesis although that was often interfered with by bouts of snoozing of variable time-scales.That is the best way to read Proust because he composed his masterpiece in slightly similar circumstances.One often finds oneself dozing off at moments it is easy to imagine dear Marcel dozed off during his quest for literary perfection.
Your statement is probably correct though when applied to those aspects of life which may be styled "frenzied activity" but I am definitly quite ignorant of the effects of such a thing.I do know that they happen because if they didn't the Dow Jones would be stuck on a figure which would place all our pensions in the "at risk" category.
And we must keep the Dow Jones up
I made it through another day without having one of those embarrasing psychotic fits. Thats news
EM:-
Is it good news or bad news?
You're goading me you naughty girl.
In order to attempt an answer I will have to make another visit to the boiler house where there is a sack of vegetation drying.
EM might distract me but I will not forget.
since when are you distracted by transvestites, spendius?
ok, don't mind me, i like to watch.
i'll just be over here in the corner, silently watching....
go ahead, precious ones...i don't even need to look that much
spendius,
I think its good to have psychotic fits perhaps 2 or 3 times a week just to ensure everyone has proper respect for you. But mine were getting to be 4 or 5 a day. Since I started drinking wine heavy in the morning along with pain pills, the episodes seem less frequent. Certainly more intense when they do erupt, I can't deny. But less frequent. It was good today to take a psychotic respite.
Lola wrote:since when are you distracted by transvestites, spendius?
Madam,
Truth be told, I am not a transvestite. I will admit it now.
I have been told I look like a movie star. I will allow you to imagine which one.
Lola,
Respectfully,
Are you a man or a woman? I mean, really?
I hope you aren't offended. I was just wondering.
anyway its 3am in this chain of islands, i must crawl to the rack. i'll leave you to your devices and will thrill to see your answers upon my return
g'nite, beautiful ones
Lola:-
I might say in my defence that I was unaware at first of the possibility you mention.I was only led down this road to perdition,if such it is,because you had deserted me and left me bereft and beached on a barren plateau of featureless wasteland.And Francis was away as well and some Mathosians tried to take over our beloved thread with some literary productions designed for those with vocabularies of under 500 words.I did my best.
EM seems a good sort.If he is a trannie I'm sure he does it with tongue in cheek.And he's in Hawaii so we might get a little cross-cultural colour which is always interesting.
I once ran across some of those women who have what is known as plate lips and what I learned from that opened my eyes to the value of other cultures than my own where I was brought up on those lovely bow-like,rosy lips (turned up at both ends with a purse in the middle out of which peeped the tip of a pink tounge in challege mode.).
EM and I,which doesn't sound as good as Lola and I) have had some good laughs and anybody can be anything they want as far as I'm concerned as long as they can do that and if they can't I don't give an on the winger (0.1 secs EM) what they are.It might be the well known fascination of the intellectual with the seedier side of life.
By the way-I don't take that photograph which purports to show EM's loftier incarnations,or one of them,as scientific proof of anything.
I won't be taking it anywhere else either in contrast to where I might take some other ideas for photographs I have dreamed up in your absence.
Scientific proof type things.You know.
One thing I have learned is that when you see a new thread start up with a title "What is pain?" and you notice that EM has been on you don't need to roll your eyes heavenwards (a figure of speech) like you do when a three year old girl throws another egg at the mirror.
That's a plus.
