Now I know how to telephone my house if I ever wake up and found I accidentally went to america. It’s 011-612-etc.
I’m listening to the Twin Peaks soundtrack at the moment. It’s very nice – very soft, and a couple of them are those funky finger-clickin’ numbers. At some point down the track I’ve got to get a xylophone.
I don’t know how many other movable type users out there use the textile plug in, but considering it’s the only one that comes standard with the set up I’d expect it to be a bit more solid than it is.
I’ve added this site to my list of standard places to ping: http://www.mod-pubsub.org/kn_apps/blogchatter/ping.php they want to see if they can get enough people pinging them to crash their machines. That’s a cause I’m happy to be part of.
There was a good article here on Mowabi today (in fact they been kicking goals all round lately) and I didn’t get out everything about short people. S’pose I’ve had a mild facination with smallness (and really smallness) for a while. A few years back I read this newspaper article that was about how midgets or short people had this secret political lobby and they were organising to get one of their own into some kind of position, like Mayor of Melbourne or something. They’d have these campaign meetings, and if you were a person of a more normal height and you wanted to go along then you had to stay on your knees.
I don’t know – maybe it was all made up.
But what if society was violently overthrown by little people and we normals became their slaves? Did that happen on a ‘Goodies’ episode?
I had this task at the time of writing a half-hour screen play and I did it about a very short man who was a crooner (like Mr. Sinatra, or that Iglacius fella) and he had an absolutely magical voice and became very successful but could never come to terms with being a midget and ended up running in front of a (very slow moving) train.
It didn’t come out very well, so I’ve never thought of sticking it here. Screenplays is hard.
Spouting.net will be moving to a new server sometime in the ill-defined near future. It might mean a little downtime, be advised.
Derelict swimming pools and horror movies.
name: yak sox
Okay – I’ll tell you what I mean if you tell me what you mean.
An old US democrat (D) with a drawling voice said on the news last night that F, V.Cs and T.O.B.S.P was all Bush et. al. found in Iraq. It sounded funny.
Indeed there was a Goodies episode like that; all the blacks left South Africa so they decided to discriminate on height (apart-height!), so Bill and a heap of jockeys were persecuted until they staged a rebellion.
name: yak sox
Ah-ha. Yes that rings a bell.