So I was thinking … yeah, shut up, I know you ”thought you smelt sumthin’ burning” Old jokes are the new old jokes, and, anyhow, he whom smelt it …
Sometimes I actually think in entry form. This was second from the bottom, just above ;
“Bye, Drawers”
“See ya, pants”
“Later, Hosen.”
I had some good ones and some ones that winnowed twixt comedy and drama. Oh, wait, I remember part of one of those. The fucking students are back. It means three terms of new delivery guys trying to say something witty about my address.
You know how in most of the western world architects and landlords avoid having a thirteenth floor? I don’t mean every building can’t be taller than 12 stories, you knew that. They just avoid calling the floor after twelve thirteen, mostly they just skip to fourteen. Lodged even deeper into the Western psyche is the avoidance of 666. City planners in all the west and as far as I know the east too, avoid having the house number 666. In fact of the two houses I’ve seen in my entire life traveling this continent and Europe, I’m typing in one and if I could crawl out on the roof and face west I’d be able to see the other. Um, the roof here goes north south.
It’s a municipal thing, I mean whether you are in a city, a township, a village, a commune, the local authority, the folks who take your taxes or tithes or sheep are the ones who number your streets and houses. It’d be cool if you could choose your own number, it’s one of the many things you don’t actually own when you buy a house.
Undergrads who deliver pizza should wait until they have a good one. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard “Heh, heh. Do you know what your address is? Heh.”
I am really grateful to my … Christ I don’t know what to call them, her, mostly, physical therapist? Physiology spirit guide? Body shrink? I don’t know, but I’m really grateful to them for fucking up my life. I can’t sit in a chair now without shifting into proper posture, but not so much that I don’t have to shift again in a minute or so. I went on this long cool bike ride this morning “elongate your spine numbnuts!” No, that’s not a pet name, I have some adjustments to make.
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