(have you ever been to) electric ladyland.
paint is overrated. people make too much out of what colour can do to one's life and how it can reflect one's mood and personality and whatnot. surely another arbitrarily-determined indicator, who's to say what yellow signifies or denotes? and it's all fucking relative anyway, or does anyone not know the age-old debate regarding the my-green-your-green-fuck-you-and-your-green business. so bollocks to the colour wheel and what-have-you's; blue and orange do not clash; an over-ripe daffodil doesn't look wrong on water.
on the other hand, it still does constitute a mortal sin if you wear a red jacket over a green shirt, and backed up by orange pants and blue mules. with white socks. those that show cos the trousers aren't long enough for the leggings to reach the tops of the wearer's shoes.
technology is overrated. everyone keeps thinking to keep up with the times in the chase to be 'the king of electronic gadgets'. or, failing that, then at least 'the baron of tiny flashing blue lights'. hence the constant yearning for larger storage capacity in one's music playing machine.
albert: i've got the latest mp3 player! it has 8gb of free space! i just got it 3 minutes ago!
bob: big fucking deal. i got the one they released 3.96 nanoseconds after you left the shop. mine has 8.012gb.
albert (hangs his head in shame): you are the king; i bow down to your superiority, and will presently hurl my obsolete, primitive dingdong into the dustbin.
(bob is not listening cos he's busy paying homage to his new king as well, losing all bowel control and reduced to a slobbering dribbler of saliva as charlie sashays past, the superior size of his balls for all to see, what with his new-fangled paper clip-sized machine proudly - for all it's 3-second-novelty life span's worth - adorning what's known in the appropriate circles as a "gadget-corset".)
on the other hand, it still does constitute a mortal sin if you wear a red jacket over a green shirt, and backed up by orange pants and blue mules. with white socks. those that show cos the trousers aren't long enough for the leggings to reach the tops of the wearer's shoes.
technology is overrated. everyone keeps thinking to keep up with the times in the chase to be 'the king of electronic gadgets'. or, failing that, then at least 'the baron of tiny flashing blue lights'. hence the constant yearning for larger storage capacity in one's music playing machine.
albert: i've got the latest mp3 player! it has 8gb of free space! i just got it 3 minutes ago!
bob: big fucking deal. i got the one they released 3.96 nanoseconds after you left the shop. mine has 8.012gb.
albert (hangs his head in shame): you are the king; i bow down to your superiority, and will presently hurl my obsolete, primitive dingdong into the dustbin.
(bob is not listening cos he's busy paying homage to his new king as well, losing all bowel control and reduced to a slobbering dribbler of saliva as charlie sashays past, the superior size of his balls for all to see, what with his new-fangled paper clip-sized machine proudly - for all it's 3-second-novelty life span's worth - adorning what's known in the appropriate circles as a "gadget-corset".)
posted by zen at 9:32 PM
4 Comments:
i've finally found my voice. we've had it mentioned a couple of times that this blog is our favoritest in the world. thank you.
and we are all here i think. hah. no thank you for reading it.
is that the one i was offered, by an unusual text in the middle of the night followed by an equally random ungrateful response?
you piece of shit. how about we all grab you and tickle the shit outta you when i get back?
"gadget-corset". Brilliant. I'm gonna steal it and use it.
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