Gravediggers have it ez
God im freakin exhausted.
The holidays were amazing. France was stunning and refreshingly simple. Pipesmoke, Chateu neuf de pape, fois gras and confit... chuck in some guinea fowl veal quail/and eggs and you have one full marcus who visited the realm of sober only occasionally.
Then comes the portcullis of doom crashing down upon my relaxed and limp body like a... well portcullis of doom.
Firstly its fairly well known to the readers of this blog.. all 2 of you that bryony is a crap traveller... panic ensues... if godzilla were watching hed say 'whoa... why cant I get that kinda reaction... people these days'. 12+ hours on the train and i had 2 cigs... none on the way to france... it wasnt fun. luckily she managed to pass out for a bit of it.
So we get home. And more panic and general mayhem ensues... we had to move house by the weekend. we got back on the monday and packing started the tuesday. Personally... i think we coulda got it done hella later but oooo no... manic control freak bry goes into hyper-overdrive. So come friday and saturday.. the actual days we move our crap 3 whole blocks away it got a tad stressful. I try to console myself with a dubiuous factoid concerning moving and divorce to be similar in stress levels.
Well its monday today... i have no nerves left... and i need some serious alone time to find my chi... i think the chi stayed in france.. bastard chi.
But mucho thanks to mates who helped us move house... ben roxors and gareth who finally got a cure for his incredibly gross leprosylike contagion you roxors as well man. Pajman... ive been living above a real life zombie for like 3 months! i can feel the envy from here.
Ill use this space to make a note of 2 art projects i am working on.. yes actually working on. First... Insects i've killed and felt bad about. and Cyber tourism.
Insects ive killed... etc.
Taoism says you cant kill anything... think of the practical implications of this. Statistically we EAT 8 spiders a year in our SLEEP. so thats 8 innocents thoughtlessly snuffed. not to mention the mosquito who buzzes by your ear at night pissing the everloving hell outta ya. or the ants on your doorstep BEGGING to be squished... and the flies... omg i hate flies... all of that makes me a Bhuddist mass murderer. That doesnt sit well with me really. So i will eulogize the insects via the wonders of the press. Should be fun! and purgative.
Cyber Tourism. Well im gonna try to arrange to borrow/buy some online accounts to a few MMORPGs and play the cybertourist. Im really quite excited about this one. Wandering the landscapes of World of Warcraft and Starwars Galaxies... etc taking photos infront of gorgeous scenery... eating the local food... and screenshotting the whole thing.. then arranging a slideshow in a gallery. Should be shedloads of fun!! Hope i dont get inundated by a virtual Tsunami... what? too soon?
anyhoo, im off got some work to pretend im doing... cyas
The holidays were amazing. France was stunning and refreshingly simple. Pipesmoke, Chateu neuf de pape, fois gras and confit... chuck in some guinea fowl veal quail/and eggs and you have one full marcus who visited the realm of sober only occasionally.
Then comes the portcullis of doom crashing down upon my relaxed and limp body like a... well portcullis of doom.
Firstly its fairly well known to the readers of this blog.. all 2 of you that bryony is a crap traveller... panic ensues... if godzilla were watching hed say 'whoa... why cant I get that kinda reaction... people these days'. 12+ hours on the train and i had 2 cigs... none on the way to france... it wasnt fun. luckily she managed to pass out for a bit of it.
So we get home. And more panic and general mayhem ensues... we had to move house by the weekend. we got back on the monday and packing started the tuesday. Personally... i think we coulda got it done hella later but oooo no... manic control freak bry goes into hyper-overdrive. So come friday and saturday.. the actual days we move our crap 3 whole blocks away it got a tad stressful. I try to console myself with a dubiuous factoid concerning moving and divorce to be similar in stress levels.
Well its monday today... i have no nerves left... and i need some serious alone time to find my chi... i think the chi stayed in france.. bastard chi.
But mucho thanks to mates who helped us move house... ben roxors and gareth who finally got a cure for his incredibly gross leprosylike contagion you roxors as well man. Pajman... ive been living above a real life zombie for like 3 months! i can feel the envy from here.
Ill use this space to make a note of 2 art projects i am working on.. yes actually working on. First... Insects i've killed and felt bad about. and Cyber tourism.
Insects ive killed... etc.
Taoism says you cant kill anything... think of the practical implications of this. Statistically we EAT 8 spiders a year in our SLEEP. so thats 8 innocents thoughtlessly snuffed. not to mention the mosquito who buzzes by your ear at night pissing the everloving hell outta ya. or the ants on your doorstep BEGGING to be squished... and the flies... omg i hate flies... all of that makes me a Bhuddist mass murderer. That doesnt sit well with me really. So i will eulogize the insects via the wonders of the press. Should be fun! and purgative.
Cyber Tourism. Well im gonna try to arrange to borrow/buy some online accounts to a few MMORPGs and play the cybertourist. Im really quite excited about this one. Wandering the landscapes of World of Warcraft and Starwars Galaxies... etc taking photos infront of gorgeous scenery... eating the local food... and screenshotting the whole thing.. then arranging a slideshow in a gallery. Should be shedloads of fun!! Hope i dont get inundated by a virtual Tsunami... what? too soon?
anyhoo, im off got some work to pretend im doing... cyas
posted by Marcus Dunning at 11:31 am
1 Comments:
Captain Marcus, I'm always envious of your gastro exploits. Although I know that I get to eat loads more vietnamese then you do, your trip to France serves up a big fuck you to those of us stuck out here. Moving sucks, see you on the flip mofo!
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