Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Hey, let's go see The Prisstones!

After playing poker for an hour, reading mifepristone abstracts between hands, I thought I would start to enlighten the people on what some important words mean:

This word "OVARY" starts with the moopy looking thing, looking like Droopy Drawers. It's a willow tree. The second thing is the detour sign of the three arrows over the word "fruit". The 3 arrows might mean "we're going on patrol". Fruit patrol, in this case. "We're going to harvest the fruit of the willow tree."

Testicles. Rhymes with Pericles. Swamp pill. It's called a swamp pill because of the nature of the production area. A vast work area, a Garden State, growing a million sperm a second. Or something like that. New Jersey is "The Swamp State". It all fits.

It's a magic carpet for punk rock, these two words. Ms Moopy and Mr Swampy get together, spend the weekend in bed, roaming around the house in their pajamas and underwear, not going outside. It's a serious shortcoming of these words that they are so moopy and swampy. It does lead to dressing up real nice when you go out, in order to balance the nature of the relationship. After two days of farting around the apartment, the only thing you want to do is go to St Mark's place or Harajuku and walk around like you haven't been listening to Moesha and Django Reinhardt for hours on end. I guess the old people would hole up in the Poconos with a Frank Sinatra album back in the day. Was it the Roaring 20s, or the Boring 20s?

I suppose if one is in this condition one should start slowly. Put on The Smiths and start to wake up. Add Queen Latifah. Continue to regain consciousness. As you feel stronger, continue to climb up the ladder of perspicacity until you have reached a waking state. Now you're ready to cook breakfast. Eggxcellent! Eggzactly! You look eggxceptionally well this morning!

You can't deny how good it is to walk out on a brisk winter morning any more than you can deny how good it is to spend the day in bed.

The door and the heart (pictured). One can open a door on a bright sunny day, one can open a door on a moonlit night, one can open a door and hell is breaking loose. Or one can decide that "You are everything to me" and open the the door and "see only you" "and everything about you". And, "the whole world belongs to you" and "You are my entire world." It's a wonderful life, sweetheart.

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