Of Plume And The Folly Of Men
I had a bad day today. I seem to be saying that a lot, don’t I? Bad days or nights. Most of it is my own doing. My will is weak, the bones brittle.
I went to bed early last night, yet slept late. So late that I missed the Monday visitation. Sorry about that. The rest of the day went with sleeping and watching Lord of the Rings. A nerd? Not I. Surely. Tomorrow it is election time and I will cast my vote and watch the TV and wait for defeat, signalled surely by the loud laughter from the hyenas. Humanity is a corrupt race. There will be no dawn for man. Just the long, dark tea time of the soul. Let goats rule the world, I say. I would trust a goat over a politician any day. Orcs and goblins the lot of them.
I keep getting pamphlets and leaflets through my mail slot. Begging for my vote. What a waste of ressources. I got two from the same guy. Two. Is he expecting two votes from me? I feel like bunging them all in envelopes and sending them back with a “no thank you” letter and no postage. Waste their ressources as they waste the earth’s. Of course they wouldn’t accept the charge so they’d never get the letter. Never get the message.
Anyway. Don’t get me started on politics, I say, don’t get me started on politics. I’m going to go to bed and hope for a better tomorrow.
November 13th, 2007 at 1:18
Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed! You know what this means, don’t you?? LuisLemmings will be sending you baaaaaad jokes, funny horoscopes, and rhyming poems he just made up, etc.
You need to get yourself back on schedule, my dear danish goat boy. Up at a decent hour and to bed at a decent hour with goat visiting in between.
I am getting a telepathic message from LuisLemmings now: “Mmmmm… what rhymes with moon – June, lagoon, racoon, my big spoon, a pontoon, baboon, bazooms, balloons, dragoons.” (He’s on a roll now Plume. You know how he gets when you’re in a bad mood.)
Q: “What happened to the frog who parked illegally?”
A: “He got toad away!”
Q: “What should you do to a blue elephant?”
A: “Cheer it up.”
Q: “What should you do to a red elephant?”
A: “Quit telling it dirty jokes!”
Okay, LuisLemmings. It’s your turn now!
November 13th, 2007 at 19:58
Debster – Haha! For a moment there I could not tell you apart from Luis. Are you sure you’re not twins, seperated at birth by evil martian clowns?
In any case, thank you for the smiles. Just the ticket.