Tuesday, February 03, 2009

life in a jar

there are people outside in my street.  They are making noises like wild animals.  I'm sorry, did you not hear about evolution?  It was all over the news.  Apparently we can communicate with our dear friends (even while drunk) using the simple technique of talking.  Even a colossal buffoon like me can manage it with all the hair going in my mouth and stuff.

Also, were you aware of the fact that it's about -3 degrees outside and most of the snow has gone?  You can't be having an animal themed snowball fight, so why don't you consider going inside and making animal noises in the relative privacy of your own home?  You could pile up some straw and all sit around the trough drinking special brew and moo-ing to each other.  It is the year 2009 and there are people in the world who will go to sleep tonight thinking their greatest contribution to the world today was barking and wailing at each other at 1050 pm on a Tuesday (a great night for wildness - who wants to do it on a fri or sat or even a sunday night, darling that's so last SEASON - let's do it on TUESDAY)

fortunately i have ear plugs and will soon be moving to ealing where I have a nice back bedroom and any such animal noises will probably come from my house mates if they choose to have a bacchanal in the back garden (look it up).

One of them just wailed.  Or was it a whinny?  I can't hear revving engines, there's no music - what possible reason could they have?!?!? 

I really don't think I'm a man of the people.  Or perhaps my definition of people doesn't include all the people in the world.  I go through a similar experience when I get on a train - although the animal noises are less frequent on those.

Night night world.  If I'm like this aged 28, what will I be like in 30 years?

--
Adam Smith

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