Lost in Transit

A while back I was asked if I would like to be a part of a group weblog written by expats from nations all over the bloody map, and I accepted, and promptly settled into a steady regimen of procrastination, as is my wont.
I broke my silence and posted a wee thing today. Hooray for me!
Hope you like it.
Edit : I also recently received an email about a TV pilot being produced for a show about blogging (‘Wow, lookit ‘im type, Martha! That fella must be some kinda geeenyus!’), which invited me to produce a short bit of video that summed up my webwork here. The only thing I could think of was a blurry closeup of a dew-beaded beer bottle with me chanting a stream of obscenities in the background, followed by a few kaleidoscopic seconds of semi-nekkid belly-slappin’ dancing.
Maybe I’ll just keep the video to myself, huh?

8 Comments

  1. Chico says:

    You know, I think the world could use a whole show like that. Kind of like Barfly, but with fewer horse racing scenes.
    As usual, even when you’re not trying, you’re still on to something here.

  2. Andrew says:

    Why does the video description remind me of the Simpsons episode where Barney, the town drunk, makes this beautiful art film about being an alcoholic?

  3. Andrew says:

    Er, though not implying that you, Stavros, are such, although of course it’s completely cool if you were, cos, um…
    Nice day, isn’t it.

  4. stavrosthewonderchicken says:

    Barney : “My name is Barney Gumbel. I’m 40, I’m single, and I drink…There’s a line in `Othello’ about a drinker: ‘Now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast.’ That pretty well covers it.”
    Me, I’m only 37, and I’m not single. I do like the drink, though, I must admit.

  5. anna says:

    um, i’d pay to see that. =)

  6. dg says:

    um, i’d pay at least as much as anna not to see that ;-)

  7. rocco says:

    DENNIS: I’m thirty seven.
    ARTHUR: What?
    DENNIS: I’m thirty seven — I’m not old!

  8. rocco says:

    Oh, and about “Children’s Day”….
    Last Sunday was Mother’s Day in North America (I know the UK observes Mothering Sunday in a different month). I was compelled to use upon my eldest (in the same manner one uses “you’ll put your eye out”) the old line my folks used once upon a Mother’s day ago when I asked “when’s Kids’ Day?”. To which my doting, yet obviously patience-challenged parent muttered “every day is Kid’s Day”.
    Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it. Those who pay attention are privileged to use it sarcastically.