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

I've been alluding to my having a set of Household Gods.

So here's the basic list, which is variable and subject to additions and promotions.

Keith Richards: the most elegantly wasted man in the world. Cannot be killed by conventional weapons, as Wayne's World 2 tells us. And a not at all bad guitarist either.

Danny, the dealer from 'Withnail and I': because sometimes I wish I could talk like that.

David Brin: author. Once said to me "I knew a (Gradient's real name). Worked at JPL and NASA. Genius. Died of Parkinson's disease. There's a lesson in that."

Christopher Morris: if you need to ask you don't deserve to be told.

Anthony Ainley: recently deceased, alas.

Tom Baker: not recently deceased. Hurrah!

Alice Cooper: for the lyrics to the song 'Cold Ethyl' which I shall not be reproducing here.

The H2G2 Italics: As a sort of composite entity. Yes, of course it's for the suckup value.

Sho: In her aspect as Kali, because she keeps hitting me.

Danny, the dealer from 'Withnail and I': because I *can* talk like that

If we ever meet up make sure I do it for ya

Fair enough. I do a passable Keith Richards/Mick Jagger, but I promise not to trouble you with them.

When you say 'talk like him', do you mean content or sound? I can do a very good impersonation of the 'Camberwell carrot' speech, but I can only do his voice with a script.

Both. Sometimes, having a Danny moment would help clarify things massively.

Or not.

I've been researching Saint Bill Drummond and he's having a bit of an effect.

"Upon the band's demise, Drummond and David Balfe (another Big in Japan alumni) created a music business enterprise called The Zoo"
http://www.bar-none.com/bios/drumbio.html

So how come Big In Japan's 'Suicide a go-go' Ep was on Zoo records?

Leastways, I think it was.

That band was a springboard for plenty good musicians who have produced much memorable music.

well... you've succeeded in losing me.

Was that the aim?

and what's "keeps hitting me"? I believe it was only the one time...

Was what the what now?

Oh, Sho...you mean you don't remember the boot in the yarbles?
I'm...hurt. Crushed. That post was just so special to me! I think I'm going to


There. All better.

You happy with your Household God status, Sho? I'm thinking of adding Gosho to the list (God of Secondhand Strides) and changing you to Goddess of Male Physique Appreciation. I think that probably suits you better.

That suits me to a T

and

and how could I forget about the Yarbelsing I gave you? It's just your use of the word "keep" that I was pointing out - as far as I know I've only actually got you with the Physical Violence Act the one time


Do I have to stand up now, shake my hair loose and shout "i AM a Goddess!"??

I quite like the idea of Gosho being a domestic god, too. He's a fan of spotted dick, or so it seems.

DOUBLE ENTENDRE WARNING! DOUBLE ENTENDRE WARNING!

Oh, I haven't had good Spotted Dick in ages!

hehehe.

Sho, don't worry, you don't have a reputation for violence and it's only the three of us that read this journal anyway. Besides, I probably deserved that last slap on the drool thread.

Ooo...doesn't that sound painful?

Anyway, just to reassure you - of course I still love you. And if you're going to be doing any hair shaking can we have a videocapture of the moment?

Unfortunately there will be no hair shaking. I have a short crop. To match my (purple) Doc Marten boots


While I'm at it... isn't it strange how two of us posting here have similar names... Sho and Gosho... Go-sho... sort of the polite Japanese form of Sho.

OK, it's late and I'm on a high due to having just erected (stop sniggering in the cheap seats) my new tent in the garden, in anticipation of taking the Brilliant Dancing Gruesomes on a camping trip at the weekend.

Er... there was going to be something else. *scratches head*

Oh yah.

If we're talking about Gods, why didn't Eric or His Bobness get a mention. After all EC=God if I recall my 70s graffiti correctly.

Not forgetting John Mellencamp and and Tom Petty.

Predictable stuff from me I guess.

Eric as in The Clapton?

His Bobness? Who he?

Purple boots and cropped hair?! Why, Mrs. Sho, you're every slightly eccentric 80's survivor's dream!

And camping with the Gruesomes? You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din.

Oh.

Silly me.

His Bobness is Little Bobby Zimmerman, isn't he?

Interesting... when I read 'His Bobness' I thought Geldof

To be honest, when I saw His Bobness I thought neither of Geldof nor Dylan. I wondered if Sho had converted to The Church of SubGenius.

Praise Bob!

nonononono I am a member of the cult of the Tamborine Man.
And actually, I forgot the real Goddesses - Michelle Shocked and Bonnie Raitt.

Occasionally I wear the purple docs to work - just to show the guys that I am waaaay more scary than they can possibly imagine. It usually works.