On my introduction the other day I forgot to mention I'm Scottish.
From Lochwinnoch, in the shadow of our family's castle, Castle Semple.
Now to the ranty stuff... My Language Partner came over today, rode a bike 6 miles even though I offered to drive her. 94 degrees F. Her cream shirt showed signs of sweat, as did her grey shorts. Calls herself "Kent" because it's close to her name. A Bankok Angel, brilliant Lotus Flower in some metallic Symphony. She gave me a picture of the Grand Center, "we meeting there," she said. Her english isn't all that good. Bloody horrible, but that's why I am here. "This is just a modern rock song," was playing on my CD, and she stood there for a lengthy pause, listening to the song, and then looked at the cover. Then looked at me. "I like these," she said, smiling. Face shiny rays, I keep my room dark because my eyes are photo-sensitive. I keep my office dark so people don't bother me. I keep my car dark because I hate glare. "I get some." She tried to make out the name by reading it. She's going back to Thailand in 2 weeks or so. It came out sounding like "Belly and Seebaysteean." I corrected her, gave her the CD. "I'll send you more when I can find some," I said. It's hard to get B & S in Riverside. I'll have to go to L.A. or Orange County, maybe visit the old record shop on Main St., right between the Mexican Auto Shop, the Mexican Grocers, and the guy who stands on the corner shouting Bible verses in German, who dresses like Moses, who has long white hair and a beard that matches. He's been there for years, apparently. People throw change at him, although he's not homeless. Once he said he was an engineer, once he had his heroes. But now he's insane rambling mad, wandering MacArthur and Main St. shouting Bible verses and trying to pick up pretty Hispanic girls. Someone should write a song about him. Kent thanked me profusely, embarassed because she had nothing to return. Gave me a deep bow, and we helped each other for a while, and then she left and I ate some natto. Then I went to the bank and the post office, to send some packages to Japan. Happy in the fact that I made another B & S convert. I don't even think they have any kind of fan base in Thailand, do they? WELL, NOW THEY DO! BWAHAHAHAHA! This weekend I'm going to the anime expo, probably Sunday or Monday. Anaheim, I think. I'll be the one dressed in normal clothes, looking at all the people dressed like Sailor Moon and those CHYX from Bubblegum Crisis. I got in two years ago on an industry pass. But not this time. "I only buy a book for the way it looks, then I put it on the shelf again. I can tell you what I'm thinking, But it never seems to do you good. It's beyond me what a girl can see, I'm only lucid when I'm writing songs." -- Belle and Sebastian http://home.earthlink.net/~rtoad WHAT WAS I THINKING? +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "peculiarly deranged fanbase" "frighteningly named +-+ +-+ Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+