Forked in the head, Bill
Oh whatever is one to do when one feels as though one's ability to compose delightful pieces that appeal to the most excruciatingly discerning intellects has deserted one for some prostitute or other? The sense of abandonment that one might feel at such an event is likely to lead that particular individual to console oneself by staring at a console for hour upon hour. Hours heaped upon themselves in the corner of a dusty room until the celing bursts open leaving the inhabitants open to the most extreme weather conditions whether they like it or not. All because that sensitivity to certain little units led one to believe that they would remain as strongly by one's side as they had at that time when one made the formulation in one's mind that they would never abandon one for the company of some lady of the night or other. Fickle are the juices that we have coined creative. They are as likely to be there and not here as soon as one feels as though they are here and not there. To employ them in the services of some drab head mechanism is to sign up a dope to do the work of a chemist.
Don't look now but, what you have you may not have as much of as you think you do and being bereft of bounty is to balance on your toes walking on a cotton thread over a pit of snapping handbags. Don't count your eggs before they've been laid or you'll be in a mad scramble to poach someone else's and stealing is very wrong.
Ebb and flow: opposite.
Ebb and flow: opposite.












Rugby World Cup 2007
freshly squeezed moron juice...pulp friction?
Oh it's good to 'see' you giNORMous...
....stoned and mortar...
from the bottom of my bottomless...
Dusk
Cya lattttttttttttttteeeeeeeeeeee er Alligator!
David ...
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
I spose it's better that they're fickle and not pickle.
Pulp friction is pretty close to the mark.
Only 76 days to go(roughly)...(until the Cup).
From the lowest point to the highest, mate.
Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
hardly am I surprised that I can surmise that you got it.
Cya sooner, tuna.
Norm