Huh? What? Oh, sorry, I was just resting my eyes. Seriously, I was. Shut up. Ho hum, another Friday evening. The kids are off doing whatever it is that young people do - setting things on fire and honing their kleptomania - and the wife is no doubt conspiring against me. What to do, what to do...
I could sit on my ass and watch some ridiculous teevee program. No, I think I'll keep those last few remaining brain cells relatively active. Shall I pen some more verse? What a bloody bad idea.
The labyrinth lies where the sun doth rest,-- 'oh, stop, please stop!' screams the gallery of assorted nuts. That should give you a taste of what I churned out earlier: a veritable crime against the sonnet form. To the stockade, butcher! The muses have the divine right to judge, but Will, your barbs are beyond cruel and unusual so I beg of you, cease that infernal tootling!
seducing my wish with a frightful ease
to bring from sleep --
How about imbibing some spirits to ease the pain of my transgressions against poesy? No, I have to work tomorrow and a hangover would only make that time even more unbearable than it already will be. Wait! I've got it!
Methinks I'll putz around with some shadowy, arcane and, yes, esoteric, cryptographical formulae.
While jamming to some rockin' lead guitarwork.
Since I'll no doubt be starving after such an intense intellectual and emotional workout, a heaping pile of fish heads should do the gastronomic trick. Feel the rejuvenating vibes just bursting forth from that aquatic effluvia, mes amis!
8 comments:
oh, please. If your wife is going to plot against you, it's got to be due to the aquatic effluvia.
That was, um, special.
I wanna hear Tom Petty do "Fish Heads."
dcup, you got something against fish heads?
tcr, hey man, don't ask me where the fuck that came from. I only write what the voices tell me to. And I really really really hope they don't play that during halftime tomorrow.
I ... don't know what to say.
The fishheads would be ok if they would just stop looking at me with that one eye.
OMG. I LOVE cryptography which, coincidentally, is awesome to do/ponder/practise after eating fish.
Step away from the keyboard..... slowly.....
candace, there's nothing to say. Search for the code in the post and you will know all the mysteries of life!
mathman, you know, you're right. They sure did pick quite the frame at rest.
colleen, that's because fish is brain food!
spartacus, no man, you can't have my keyboard, man!
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