Ra Castles in the Sky!
Friday 5:45 p.m.
Having only got one vote (and that from an alien!)(who couldn't vote in this planetary system!) in my quest for a seat in the Scottish Parliament, I think the time has come to re-adjust my expectations. Of course, had my book been out and selling zillions of copies, this election would have been a shoo in!
Let's face it, Jack. It's been months since the book got an agent and no chequies yet. Hmmm? What does it all mean? Downsizing! At least on the expectations front.
The political ambitions will have to go! Flatheids just don't get ra bliss and passing laws to force them to meditate is just a waste of time anyway. The too dumb to meditate are just too dumb to meditate!
The Hut Empire will have to be put on the back burner. Now in cyberspace there will not be a huge portal where blissheid could meet and meditate with blissheid the world over. This means the hut manager vacancy will have to remain just that, a vacancy, and neither will there be the need for auxiliary workers to sweatshop the jimmy wigs, hustle the souvenir potatoes, etc.
But the only thing I'll miss is the Australian Ladies Volleyball team practising outside the hut. Oh, the squealing and yelling and bouncing about!
So having failed once again to become a famous author (and politician)(and Mexican general), what have I got left? Well, two grand in debt, a nazi bike, a ramshackle hut, and a rowing boat!
What about ra bliss, Hotboy? Too right, Jack! For at the end of the day, what it comes down to is this: Can you or can you not, do ra bliss?
So it's into the rowing boat and off we go! Here comes the Unheard of and McDonald Islands hoving into view. I believe the old nazi who lived there has decamped to Polynesia. What solitude! What bliss! Oh, ra bliss, ra bliss, ra bliss!
Having only got one vote (and that from an alien!)(who couldn't vote in this planetary system!) in my quest for a seat in the Scottish Parliament, I think the time has come to re-adjust my expectations. Of course, had my book been out and selling zillions of copies, this election would have been a shoo in!
Let's face it, Jack. It's been months since the book got an agent and no chequies yet. Hmmm? What does it all mean? Downsizing! At least on the expectations front.
The political ambitions will have to go! Flatheids just don't get ra bliss and passing laws to force them to meditate is just a waste of time anyway. The too dumb to meditate are just too dumb to meditate!
The Hut Empire will have to be put on the back burner. Now in cyberspace there will not be a huge portal where blissheid could meet and meditate with blissheid the world over. This means the hut manager vacancy will have to remain just that, a vacancy, and neither will there be the need for auxiliary workers to sweatshop the jimmy wigs, hustle the souvenir potatoes, etc.
But the only thing I'll miss is the Australian Ladies Volleyball team practising outside the hut. Oh, the squealing and yelling and bouncing about!
So having failed once again to become a famous author (and politician)(and Mexican general), what have I got left? Well, two grand in debt, a nazi bike, a ramshackle hut, and a rowing boat!
What about ra bliss, Hotboy? Too right, Jack! For at the end of the day, what it comes down to is this: Can you or can you not, do ra bliss?
So it's into the rowing boat and off we go! Here comes the Unheard of and McDonald Islands hoving into view. I believe the old nazi who lived there has decamped to Polynesia. What solitude! What bliss! Oh, ra bliss, ra bliss, ra bliss!
posted by Hotboy at 5:45 PM
11 Comments:
Too dumb to meditate and too dumb to vote.
Onan! I can sort you out with a social worker! I'm on tenpercent off the top! Hotboy p.s. It's the foot photie! Why did no one else think of that?
I left some beer at the cave. It might still be there.
Onan! I'm tempted to say get behind me, Satan, but after you've come out, maybe not! Hotboy
I say!
I heard on the BBC Long Wave that the Scottish election was rather shambolic - did they have the same umpires counting the votes who couldn't count the runs correctly in the recent cricket World Cup?
Is the election result in yet? Did the Aussies win that one as well?
MM III
Mingin'! The main result is that the tories lost, have been lost, and will remain lost for the foreseeable. Doon wi' them an up wi' us! Hotboy
I say Hotboy!
As you are aware, I'm travelling to Blighty next week on the way to some hush hush meet in Lisbon, and will hope to call in at your hut on the way. However, now that Scotland has declared independence from England, will I need a special visa? Who is the correct bod in the High Commission to contact about such paperwork?
MM III
Mingin'! Just tell everyone you meet that Hotboy sent you. Flash a tenner. No worries after that! Hotboy
I say Hotboy,
Now that Scotland is independent, the time is obviously ripe for the Scots to reorganise how they run elections.
You can take a leaf out of the way they do it in some parts of Africa - everyone lines up, in the open air, behind a picture of the candidate of their choice. Then someone counts the number of people in each line. Very democratic, and it results in no spoilt votes. I'm sure this will help.
MM III
Mingin'! As long as the party banning incomprehensible foreign games from the telly wins, I don't care how they vote! Hotboy
You had Aussie ladies volleyball team practicing outside of your hut ???? No wonder you have enjoyed staying at the hut so much!
Have a great week!
~xo
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