hello sinisterguese, Ill add another post to Big Stu's bored-at-work genre. Work this morning is a disaster too. Systems, machines, a universe of 1s and 0s or something is rebelling and everyone's in a panic. I take my cue from Kara instead:
Now if we can all manage to do the dance at the same time, the planets will align and there will be world peace. With all that tail wagging, how could there not be.
Me too! Tickets for Chicago, triplicated and filed. Has anyone ever been to the Congress Theatre? Hows it? I wanna dance! What's most frightening is the image that appears in my head when I think of dancing. It's a trauma seared onto my psyche. The night after I saw the film _Tom and Viv_ with Willem Dafoe & Miranda Richardson, I dreamt that Tom Eliot and Bertie Russel were dancing a hybrid gigue and grinder. It haunted me for days. I think what scares me most is having T.S. Eliot as a lover. There are few people in history I think would be a worse lay. No segue (except that the word looks like 'gigue') but: JenOwl rightly chided me for a depressing post abt being mental. I didnt mean for it to be a dreary injection. Sorry if it brought anyone down. The only thing valuable in it was applauding Rachel Fruitloop's courage. & affirming that it's perfectly normal to admit things are bad, & you feel like a traitor to yr own life. Things improve anyway. Altho' I still hold firm on disliking Skittles. But, since Jenowl used them nicely to object to my melancholia, Ill happily send her many packages if she provides a post address. I lay in bed the other night thinking up forward-backward words, and not because Im a satanist and used my imagination as that mysterious LP that speaks to you when played in reverse. Counting sheep never does the trick. Any, what's the name for a word that spells another word backwards? Is there a more specific term than anagram? I came up with: Evil lives in dogs and gods. i bored myself sufficiently to fall asleep. can anyone think of others? for Valentine's Day I tried to see a performance of the Vagina Monologues. Tickets sold out before my chance in the queue. I saw my old lover with a ticket near the door. The first time Ive seen her in months. I felt oddly defeated (and delighted) that she was getting into Vagina tonight, even though I wasnt. Big Stu also said:
Of course, Thursday nights are currently booked into my diary as Banzai night (the bizzarest, funniest and probably best thing on TV for ages)...
Oooh, I agree, tho it's ruthless at times. I did a sketch for the show; payed £25 for two hours of work. There were nine beautiful people in the dressing room. 5 girls and 4 other boys. The studio Channel 4 was using was backed-up, so we had to bide our time. everyone checked their makeup, everyone had head shots with them, everyone had at least 3 agents. i looked down at the tin of Stella anytime I felt someone was going to ask me these questions. I eventually had to confess Id only seen a flyer in the Notting Hill Record Exchange for paid TV extras work. They all became quiet as if I told them I was terminally ill. hehehe. but the sketch was Guess Whose Mobile has the Swing-Low Sweet Chariot ringtone. They didnt even give me a mobile. I was a decoy. The sultry lights and camera made me wanna shoot a plastic gun and wave to the world like Mike Teevee in Willy Wonka. Pow pow, look at me Im on TV, it makes up for the shortcomings of being poor. I have a B&S memory that came by all Proustian-like when my long-absent copy of IYFS was returned; but words feel clunky & Id rather celebrate the coming spring and show. all the posts abt Midwest meet-ups -- can we devise a fete for that May weekend in Chicago? sinistercerest, t.s. Other echoes Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow? Quick, said the bird, find them, find them, Round the corner. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the 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 +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+