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No Blogging Today
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Or, what I should have written is: "Working on selling a Genii Infested Oil Lamp"; 2500 words already, which is nothing but it's actually about 7500 words with 5000 words scratched out and 2500 words kept. The 7500 words written only took a couple of hours, but the 5000 words scratched out have taken the rest of the day.
Still, it's almost done and with luck I'll be rid of the cursed lamp by the weekend and my mind will be free to roam on to other things.
Look forward to it appearing here - soon.
A cacophony of magpies
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There's a cacophony of magpies that have taken objection to my cat.
The raucous is there when you come home, 3 to 5 of them in the tree, the hedge, overhanging the eavestrough, all venting their displeasure at my cat.
The cat meows as if she doesn't know what she's done to offend them. Probably she has offended them, stalked the wrong one, they're not giving up.
She curls next to me on the front step and by association now I'm the next target, the ongoing cackling and jeering, swooping in, near and nearer, marching up the lawn in concert they chase her indoors.
And when she sits on the chest in front of the window they parade up and down the sidewalk, still scoffing and gibing, she can only sit on the windowsill and click...
The Lewis Chessmen
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- Category: Found
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The Lewis Chessmen, a hoard of 78 chess pieces discovered in 1831 on the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides, Scotland. Read more here.
Overtly Gay Dream
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It was a damned strange dream and so with great difficulty I got myself up and made my notes and fell back asleep.
More of the same damned strange dream, and then I woke up and resolved to blog about it but the notes I had made didn't exist, they were in my dream as well.
Most disconcerting.
This is what I remember of it:
I'm waiting tables in a restaurant, dark wood, high ceilings, no place that I can remember. Waiting for drinks I've ordered at the bar I meet other people I've worked with - Fred, "Hot Sauce" Fred, only it doesn't really look like him, he's much better looking and the only reason I know it's Fred is because he's so damned sarcastic. I'm surprised that he's here and he's looking at me like I'm stupid, we all share this bar, he's from the restaurant next door, and I had forgotten/didn't know there was a restaurant next door....
Now I'm in the basement and another waiter, some Mexican fellow, is talking to a table about why they should tip, they're giving him a hard time, he's explaining that he's just glad of the opportunity of an honest living, they like that answer and leave and when they've left I check the bill, they've left nothing for a tip and I call him to tell him, curse them down, but when I turn around he's lying down naked with a big black waiter, flaccid cock, it's a homoerotic scene and other waiters in the basement are doing the same and I'm like "Uh-oh" and so I start to go upstairs, don't want to intrude and these are big boys and I really don't want to be made into anyone's bitch....
I'm upstairs, outside, looking at the restaurant and it's divided into 3 different restaurants, 2 thin ones on either side of one thick one in the middle, an older style "character" building, and I'm thinking that that explains running into Fred...
And that's it. Probably there was more but it's lost in the notebook lost in the dream...
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