Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Love is not Love
that alters when it alternation finds
-Monday is a great day to be a vicious Conservative!
Think about it: you’re forced back into work,
hung over from the weekend, stomach-sick,
and thoroughly pissed.
-Do you relax Tuesday?
-Then I’m a Liberal! Pie-in-the-sky horseshit to spend
everybody else’s money.
-Don’t tell me you alternate!
-Precisely! Wednesday, gleefully back to grinding the
faces of the undeserving poor...which is all of them,
especially our darker brethren.
-So? You’re opposite extreme Extremists!
-Thursday, I peak. Pretty little guillotine on the bed of
my pickup, I cruse the upscale shopping centers after work.
.
-My God! You don’t...execute?
-Not yet. Just, remind. Play a cassette of heads hitting
baskets is all.
-I’m afraid to ask about Friday.
--Don’t be! I take it off. Friday begins a long weekend.
A prolonged Drunk!
-Well, you must stop! It’s crazy! And even though you
alternate, the twin monsters are inside you at all times.
Contraries! You can’t hold contraries...!
-Why I’ve held as many as six contraries before breakfast!
-That’s Alice in Wonderland!
-Isn’t everything?
Labels: Alice in Wonderland, alternate, Conservative, extremist, guillotine, liberal, weekend
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Alice etc
Chips and Rumpsy
Chips found it on a related search: Borodin (Bor-ah-deen)
Russian Composer.
So when his Chief Accountant made a face at the piped-in music,
he remarked. “Borodin again. He sets up nails but hits just a few."
Hensley looked woefully struck!
Telling it to Rumpsy in their Jack and Jill bathroom, brushing teeth
prior to bedtime. (Which is Jill? their longest running joke.)
“Blip, silly and mean, in the day's dull parade.”
“My mentor always said What good is knowledge if you can't
weaponize it?”
“I knew him. A monster! But skip the pish-tosh and look at me!
I'm getting old!”
They studied the florescent mirror.
“And I?”
“Arrived!”
“Speaking of cruel...”
“I'm a journalist. Facts!”
“You’re so gay! How’s that fact working for you?”
“Better. Bitter. You name it.”
“Let’s stop naming and go to bed.”
“Always your solution.”
“My Mimsey Borrogroves!”
“My Red Queen!”
Labels: Alice in Wonderland, homosexuality, knowledge, knowledge as weapon, relationship