h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Beat me into the ground??? Touche! (can't do those funny little grave accents on my keyboard).

I have to admit I voted for your poem

Somebody said I looked like Eminem the other day. Have decided to dye it a sensible colour to avoid being shot by Snoop Doggy Dogg or somebody. Oh and I'm proud to say I have never watched Ally McBeal - Me and Americana aren't good bedfellows. I can just about stretch to Frasier, but only if I'm drunk.

Work work work? Pah! I'm afraid I don't know the meaning of the word 'work'. I shall be loafing about and watching daytime telly until Jan 8th. So there.

Anything cool happening for New Year's Eve?

- Adam

Can't remember what this was a reply to, but I'm sure it was interesting, well-written and informative, as is the hallmark of my trade (in my DREAMS...)

I didn't know if I was allowed to vote, but I would have voted for yours. Brevity is the .... of wit. Can't remember what the missing word was, but I'm sure it was Oscar Wilde or someone equally cool, so it must have been good.

Eminem? Poor you All you need to do now is write some truly awful lyrics and drive your wife to near suicide. All in a day's work..
Yes, I said WORK. You're supposed to do about 48 hours a day, aren't you? (Two peoples' work, 24/7, and all that.) Dye it pink or something. Hardly sensible, but at least noone will find you threatening in any way whatsoever.

Um, Christmas eve came and went, but it was Ok. I went skiing last year just after new year, so it wasn't quite up to that.

Ah, but Ally McBeal is one of these shows that doesn't embrace it's americanness (like the Simpsons - pure satire) tho hardly up to, say, Blackadder, gives most current british comedy a run for its money.

So there.

Pink....

(bloody loafer)

I can certainly write truly awful lyrics (see my entry for poetry comp), and if I was married, I could probably drive her to suicide quite easily. No hang on, that makes me sound a bit dodgy.

Hair back to normal now - couldn't quite face dying it pink - I'd scare the patients, and hair induced heart attacks are difficult to explain to the coroner.

Back at work (a tad less than 48 hours a day - I have managed to perfect the art of work avoidance and loafing to a fine art). Still bored, found a nice cushy job at a big pharma company to apply to (lots and lots of money, a big car and an excuse to leave London!)

Adam

That's nice. Hmm, yes, maybe pink hair would be a problem - especially alongside the yellow face and turquoise headgear...luvverly.

New potential job sounds good :o) I'm going to be living in poverty for most of this year, but at least I'll be starving in interesting locations. (And get cheekbones to die for, no doubt.)

Poetry comp seems to have vanished off the face of the earth. Didn't notice it in this week's post. Ah well, probably for the best. That kinda creativity never did noone no good. (Double negative?)

-sigh- back to boredom

Pink........

Poverty schmoverty. What would you prefer - earning lots of money driving a fast car, or starving in interesting locations (I already have the cheekbones). I'd choose the latter anyday.

Trouble is, my bank manager seems to think my debts should come before swanning off and enjoying myself, miserable old git that he is.

I'm quite glad my pome has disappeared into obscurity - I'm quite embarrassed by it now. And I think it was a triple negative - quite an impressive grammatical feat!

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