I am NOT having a good day. You know how some days, the more you try to accomplish anything, the more things just go horribly awry? Well, this morning I decided to do the dishes. That's a noble task. Practical. Well, half an hour later, there's silverware all over the floor, a cat under the table, a mirror smashed on the floor and me bleeding on my keyboard. I thought it would be a good time for me to make my first post to Sinister. Many of you know me. Some of you I live with. Well, one of you. Some of you I see a lot. Some of you I see at shows. Some of you I see when you come visit New York. Oh, and probably several of you know me from cozy #sinister. I've never posted before because I had nothing...excuse, me but what the fuck is the cat doing? Sigh. I'm so sick of this cat. He scratches and bites and chews on Megan's giant TWATTYBUS poster in the living room. If he were my cat, I'd just throw him out the window. I'd like to see Ghostface Killah land on his feet from 8 stories up. Anyway. Um, before, I had nothing to say. Then Damon passed along this damned parrot and it's been crapping all over the place and now IT HAS TO GO. Here's my poem. It's by Nicanor Parra. The Poems Of The Pope I They just elected me Pope: I'm the most famous man in the world! II Now I'm at the top of the ecclesiastical profession and I can die in peace III The Cardinals are angry because I don't treat them like I used to too solemn? but I'm the Pope goddamn it... IV First thing tomorrow I'll move into the Vatican V The title of my address: How to Succeed in the Ecclesiastical Profession VI Congratulations are pouring in every newspaper in the world has my picture on the front page and one thing's for sure: I look much younger than I really am VII Ever since I was a boy I wanted to be Pope why's everybody so surprised I worked like a dog to get what I wanted VIII Holy Mother of God I forgot to bless the multitude! Now, I'm putting this parrot back in its cage and sending it by Pony Express to...WILL PORTER OF TEXAS!!! Wheeeee! Please forgive any preceding misspellings, but I can't use the middle finger of my left hand, I cut it on a SMASHED MIRROR earlier. And honeymum, forgive my occasional harsh language, I'm in a bit of a state. BUT I'M THE POPE GODDAMN IT! -Julie "It's only pop music, why are you asking me all these questions?!" -Robbie Williams +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+