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?
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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.
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?
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.
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.
um, i’d pay to see that. =)
um, i’d pay at least as much as anna not to see that 😉
DENNIS: I’m thirty seven.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I’m thirty seven — I’m not old!
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.