Saturday, April 30, 2005

So Long And Thanks For All The Fish

TGIF! TGIF! W00T! And all that crap. Yes, it was a Friday to remember, so let's get remembering...

What a great dream I had! I'll warn you now, it involves lustful thoughts of a gay man, so if that ain't your bag just skip over to the next paragraph. Or stop reading my blog altogether, you little swine! The exact details are hazy, they usually are, but I can still remember the feeling. Crap, I sound like that old bint from Titanic, 'It's been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint.' Congratulations love, that's one hell of a gift you have there - why not go on 'You Bet' ya freak! Back to me. It involved a lad I know, whom I had one of my famous infatuations on. He was just standing there, looking very dominant - one powerful, intriguing example of a man. I'm not going to beat around the bush (can't stand it), I was very turned on! What? I'm an adult, hopefully you are too - can't we discuss these matters like adults? Is it so wrong? That's all I can remember anyway, so if you're feeling uncomfortable you may now relax.

Went to see the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy tonight. Saw it in FACT, a very swish cinema-type thing. I love the whole thing about that place - the high ceilings, the giant staircase, the lovely seats, the 'fact' that you can take your alcoholic beverage in the cinema part with you (lucky for you, Mr. Ellis). I absolutely loved the film - the characters were great, the visuals were extremely good and the total wackiness appealed to me like not much has done beforehand. Oh, to see the dolphin sequence again, or the factory floor, or the introduction of Slartibartfast, the sighing doors and Marvin! I could go on, but I won't - I'll just urge anyone with an intelligent and open mind to see this bit of film celluloid while you can on the large screen. But do go somewhere were they have working ventilation systems! I was a bit disappointed that I missed out on the joke that Lee and Darren were laughing at so much - I do need to pay attention next time.

We eventually got back to my house, but we didn't get out - we stayed inside the car for AGES, only moving to make a late-night trip to ASDA, and follow a young ne'er-do-well. Many things were said, many sides were split, but alas, it is not things that I will put here. Very secret friends stuff you see, and quite a lot of it would shock you! I'll just let your filthy minds fill in the gaps. You dirty, dirty people.

Until next time - wash your brain out, and dry it off with that ever-so-useful towel. Also, ponder the following 'meaning-free' sentence - Oliver phoned Mildred after shuffling stones in earnest.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Gayham, this adonis of a man you mentioned from your dream, doesn't happen to play professional football for the blue side of Manchester, does he?

So glad you have returned your innate sumptuous sense of dry, slightly dark choclocately humour to your writing. Please, please, please write an epitaph ready for my grave.

Adieu

Graham said...

Whoever are you on about Mr Melling? I know of noone that you describe ;). Well, tell a lie I do - but it wasn't him.

Oh, and about the return to the humour thing - glad to be of service...