You know the one Old Blue Eyes used to sing, time of morning and no-one in the place except you and me. It's late, 2:03 actually and I can't sleep and talking's off the menu as well so sorry for every body I owe emails to. I'm not ignoring you, just can't speak at the moment.
I'm up late because I've just finished watching The Lord of the Rings, The Return of the King, which I haven't seen before. A few things hit me while watching.
1. If Kings, Prime Ministers and Presidents still had to lead the troops into battle we'd get a better quality leader or less war.
2. I'm not one for blondes but Orlando Bloom as a platinum elf can stick his pointy little shoes under my bed any time.
3. I'm putting in my vote now for Sir Ian to play Aberforth in the final HP movie.
4. Very distracting to have an ad showing some stripteasing tart showing her wares when 10 seconds before I was revelling about an evil Orc getting sliced and diced.
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"Very distracting to have an ad showing some stripteasing tart showing her wares when 10 seconds before I was revelling about an evil Orc getting sliced and diced."
I'm being a philistine, I know, but the strip teasing tart sounds like a much better bet than the Lord of the Rings film to be honest. Mind you I couldn't stand the books either. Complete and utter drivel, the lot of it. Especially the D&D spin-off games. Fantasy and escapism? I tried the game once and the rule book was about four feet thick. Might as well have been at work. It's not escapism if there has to be rules...that's a self-defeating exercise. Almost as bad as that bloody fantasy game Our Kid plays on-line where you're supposed to go on quests and slay dragons and stuff. He got so bored after ten minutes he went fishing in a virtual lake and hasn't bothered with the rest of the game since.
I have to admit I watched the last hour of the film because the book bored me to tears and I have a thing for platinum elves. My son nearly got hooked in the real world Dungeons&Dragons thing but he said he got weird vibes at the first meeting of the D&D nerds so he took up graffite instead,just when you think it's safe to stay out of their face. He gave that up and started bringing home dead spiders and pickling them in jars.
Here Hughes you weren't sneaking round Anglezarke Moor and the Pike Stones with a chipping tool last week, were you?
Ah, Orlando, bland at all other times but the hottest elf never to have existed.
Oooh, and love the Aberforth idea.
I swear I was nowhere near 'em, Guvnor. 'Onest! It was Sedgers wot done it, whatever it was!
Jeepers, Robberrt, can't match that .. have only been in the clink three times.
Overnighters. Once fer refusing to pay a $60 parking fine, once fer trying to report a stolen bicycle, and once fer .. well, ringing the doorbell of the local copshop too many times. (and hey, found out that country Qld copshops also have padded cells .. heh)
Ooops, sorry JahTeh, off topic.
Verily you incoherent old bush bastard you are off topic.
I am on topic:
Q. What's that song?
A. In The Wee Small Hours.
Okay?
(heh)
-Robert!
Rh, you were really locked up for vagrancy? I was going to say 17 year olds do worse these days when there was a knock at the door and some little ferret about 10 mooned me saying it was trick or treat. His mates were at the front gate rolling about laughing. Damn water restrictions or I'd have had the hose on them. My sister just rang and she's killing herself laughing. I can't find the words, I'm gobsmacked.
Nails, So glad I'm not the only one for Sir Ian and did you hear Jim Broadbent is going to be Horace Slughorn, great casting.
Good thing Hughes you're in England and a long way from 10 years old or you'd be nicked for creating a public nuisance and causing an old lady great distress.
Bah, i blame the bloddy americans .. trivialising and commercialising a festival that 10 yr old Australians - brought up under .. Whassisname? .. cannot, nor ever will, understand.
Besides, it's not yet november .. grumble grumble.
Um Robert, I know what the plot is .. but who's writing the script? .. (damn, hafta remember t' keep my wee wee's out of sight) .. [scratches head, am i supposed t'put a "heh" in here, or not].
One must be discreet; what Glen Iris doesn't know could hurt it. I did a short spell in Sale prison which was a dormitory of about thirty blokes who laughed at jokes and listened to the radio at night. A homeless old local with a drinking problem was released one morning and the next day was banging on the gate wanting to get back in. He missed the company, etc, and seeing it was Wednesday, knew there'd be bread pudding that night.
Luv ya Robert. Peace and blessings.
and oh, by the way, my "clink" stories are in fact true, some time ago. Will try to write them up, when have time. (jeepers, time. Mebbe should try to get back in, one day, am short of time .. heh.)
Everything I write here is true, or I wouldn't bother.
Fiction is for babies: "...a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife."
What a joke. He could get a root anywhere.
Yes, and that's stupid Jane Austen: romance writer.
um, lots of roots in Fortitude Valley ..or botanic gardens. Pride and prejudice always gets in front of sense and sensibility.
must be time t'go t'bed ..cheerio R :)
Orlando wouldn't last long in gaol, silver or any other colour really.
Thank you Bwca for telling me about the welsh stud muffin and sending me the photos. I mean he'd look good in a paper bag but midnight blue Amarni, drool, slobber. He's over 30 so he's just legal for me.
Sale prison, Rh, you probably know half my relatives.
Jahteh...you and Brownie and others give me back my faith in humanity.... you are out there...warts and all like me...so the world is a little less cruel and crazy...thanks.
My barrister, Mr John Dee, got the conviction quashed that had landed me in Sale prison. And so I didn't need to return there, about which I felt rather sad. No one enjoys being in prison of course, but then you think about it immediately, remembering all the personalities, the stories, the laughter -and the misfortune in a lot of cases which has put good people behind bars.
There's also people in jail I'd hang, straight away.
Middle Child, it's hard to think forward after the year you've had but there's a wedding coming and maybe grandchildren even if Don is with you in body. He'll be hovering around just to check that things are fine. It seems the Victorians had the right idea about mourning, 12 months to pull out all the stops and everybody understood.
Rh, Rodney Adler has just been released after 2 and a half years instead of four and I bet he has squillions hidden away.
Sorry MC, I meant 'isn't'. Probably Don just being the prankster he always was.
Sorry Miss Jahteh, that could get you in bother.
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