Ra Sensei!
Monday 7:50 p.m.
I've got another book to read! The sensei and reverend has written a book about Zen and he's sent it to me, which was very good of him. Last summer I spent a very pleasant few hours up in my allotment reading "When It All Turns to Dust". I really enjoyed reading that. So far I haven't been able to get a British agent for it, but I've only tried about six or seven. Another four hundred to go!
I actually had a conversation up at the allotment this evening. This young joe, who is new to allotmenteering, stopped to chat. I told him I really did it for the hut. I told him I liked sittting in the hut and if I disappeared in there for a couple hours, don't be surprised. He asked me if I wrote in there. What an odd question! Do you write in there? I said no, but I did write.
I don't seek out folk at the allotments because it might seem peculiar to the evil bourgeois that I sit in there so much. But it's no problem now! Of course, I'll say I'm a poet. Poets are weird. Also, some of them look fung weird. The sensei is a poet. Says it all.
What if they ask to see some, Hotboy? Fair enough, Jack. I'll tell them I'm a male escort. I hide in the hut so that none of the dissatisfied customers can find me!!!
I've got another book to read! The sensei and reverend has written a book about Zen and he's sent it to me, which was very good of him. Last summer I spent a very pleasant few hours up in my allotment reading "When It All Turns to Dust". I really enjoyed reading that. So far I haven't been able to get a British agent for it, but I've only tried about six or seven. Another four hundred to go!
I actually had a conversation up at the allotment this evening. This young joe, who is new to allotmenteering, stopped to chat. I told him I really did it for the hut. I told him I liked sittting in the hut and if I disappeared in there for a couple hours, don't be surprised. He asked me if I wrote in there. What an odd question! Do you write in there? I said no, but I did write.
I don't seek out folk at the allotments because it might seem peculiar to the evil bourgeois that I sit in there so much. But it's no problem now! Of course, I'll say I'm a poet. Poets are weird. Also, some of them look fung weird. The sensei is a poet. Says it all.
What if they ask to see some, Hotboy? Fair enough, Jack. I'll tell them I'm a male escort. I hide in the hut so that none of the dissatisfied customers can find me!!!
posted by Hotboy at 7:54 PM
11 Comments:
If you want a British agent, what about Sean Connery? He comes from Edinburgh, so that would help.
If you disappeared in the hut, how would he know, unless he was looking in the window at the very moment you dematerialised?
Judging from his question, he's already an agent, didn't you notice? Dearie me, you do need a hut manager.
Don't underestimate yourself, I think the old dear was well satisfied with her "gardener".
Onan? Is that you? I tried to find out who Sean Connery's agent was once. I was going to offer him the part of the sage in Light in the Dark if he could find the odd hundred million to make it! Hotboy
I say!
Are you a TiPSy yet? You could surely get it set up in the Hotboy Hut. I'll give the instructions to Cabbage, so he can install it for you.
MM III
Mingin'! The last time I was tipsy was on Saturday. Practically teetotal, I'm telling ya! Hotboy
LMAO. Brilliant!
Have you gotten some tips from Just a Toy?
I don't think you are weird Hotboy, you are HOT!
:)
Toyo! Glad you liked it!
Lee Ann: So warming to the cockles of one's heart first thing in the morning! Hotboy
It's good to see you promoting others' work as well as yours. Hope you've had time to be up the allotment the last few summery days. Good for the soul. This morning I was up at 6 am and had the pleasure of seeing a full yellow August-looking moon low in the western sky. Magic!
I say Hotboy!
Rather muggy here today in Kalimbuka, but not too hot. Some thunderstorms are brewing. Good for the garden.
I hope you enjoy Easter, ensconced in your hut.
MM III
Ion: From the allotment this evening the whole world looked gorgeous!
Mingin': Watch out for the recoil on the old elephant gun! Hotboy
Thanks to LA you've at least managed to raise heat in your cockles.
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