Have you got a favourite saying or phrase that you have? The best one I've heard today has to be:
"I probably spend all of my money on hay." (Brian Blessed)
Description of somebody losing their temper that I heard last week:
"...and that was that- he was in his rocket and the fucker went to the Moon!"
"There are people out there, your Rambo types, who say 'Yeah, I'm hard, I'm cool, I want the biggest owl in the world!'"
I'm finding one a week at the moment in 2000ad. I'm always on the look-out, ever since "Transsexual Lightning!".
This week, it's Jack Dancer's simple-but-to-the-point "BuggerBuggerBuggerBugger!"
"All praise the great God Klaavor, and his gift of transexual lightning!"
;)
There's a line in the blurb of Eric Sykes' autobiography that describes his optimism as being 'able to always find a daffodil in the dustbin of life' which is rahter endearing and sweet, and probably something to aspire to.
Belting book. I could quote chapter and verse from it.
Hmmmmm. Eric Sykes. Chapter. Verse. Does that mean Hattie Jaqcues would be playing Hannah Chapter.
"I'm Top Bitch now!"*
* obviously not quite as good as "Where's your fahking tool?"
"No matter where you are
Everybody needs some kind of ventilator"
" Borag Thungg Earthlets" !?
Our lips are sealed.
Fun Boy Three.
one of my other faves is from Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami: "keep dancing"
Geek mode on...
"It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?"
Geek mode off
Classic from a meeting yesterday:
"That's so cheesy! Have you been dipping your pencil in the fondue again?"
1 "The dude abides"
2 "f**k you, you carwash bitch"
"Fuck-a-doodle-doo"
"Stop your grinnin' and drop your linen"
"I need a coffee to loosen my toffee.."
this whole song, 'All the way from Memphis' by Mott The Hoople
Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky
Halfway to Memphis 'fore I realised
Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold
They said "she rides a train to Oreole"
Well it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail
And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rail
And I look like a bum and I crawl like a snail
All the way from Memphis
Well, I got to Oreole, you know, took a month
And there was my guitar, electric junk
Some spade said "rock'n'rollers, you're all the same
Man that's your instrument" I felt so ashamed haha
Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles
And you look like a star but you're still on the dole
All the way from Memphis
"Of course we weren't always superstars
There was a time when we were just ordinary commoners just like you"
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
From the Liverpool Docks to the Hollywood Bowl
And you climb up the mountains and you fall down the holes
All the way from Memphis
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
And your name gets hot and your heart grows cold
And you've got to stay a young man, you can never get old
All the way from Memphis
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
From the Bradford Cities and the Oreole
And you look like a star but you're really on parole
All the way from Memphis
Max
most irritating of the week;
firefighter mode;
surly grump face " huh ?! i thought they said they were sending a fire'man' ? "
wankers.
Perhaps those people should just be left to burn to death.
Just an idea.
"More Savoy, less saveloy"
The guy pressed with taking greyhound racing into the next decade.
"Uri Geller feels dank and damp"
?The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."
- Kerouac, On the Road
One that gave me a little smile from the bbc boards after the Aussies qualified for the World Cup yesterday.
Someone asked whether Australians in general had any real interest in football or the result of the game.
An Aussie replied "I've just called my folks back home and they're going buck daft."
Eventually different anachronisms were thrust upon me- anachronisms of a lesser dilemma- though they might seem bigger. Legend, Icon, Enigma (Buddha in European clothes was my favourite)- stuff like that, but that was all right. These title were placid and harmless, threadbare, easy to get around with them. Prophet, Messiah, Saviour- those are the tough ones.
Bob Dylan: Chronicles Vol 1
"Fuck you - I'm an optimist"
Some guy I was talking to today while we both hid from essays.
'I haven't had a cunt all day drinkstable'