Thursday, October 19, 2006

Rats off baby.

This is my unsolicited advice for today: If you liked the Duran Duran in the 80's and you haven't listened to them in a while, go do it. Even if you have to just sing it in your head, rediscover D x 2. Rio, New Moon on Monday, Planet Earth, C'MON! It's still good.

1. Fashion your hair into a mullet (bobby pins will do the trick).
2. Put on something shiny.
3. Highlight your cheekbones and apply pearly pink lipstick.
4. Cut off the tips of an old pair of gloves(then put them on. it's not just the gesture of cutting that counts, like some kind of 80's voodoo.).

Now play air synthesizer to Duran Duran. Pretend to be Nick Rhodes. Look serious and pout your lips and look around while you pretend to play all the synths that surround you and twiddle knobs on your special synth driving computers. Go on, you know you want to. Shout out stuff like: "Good thing my model girlfriend is waiting for me backstage with champagne after I finish playing keyboards in my great band!" or "Too bad all other bands don't know how to make a decent video like we do!".

For a couple of weeks during the moving strife and sinus infection and such, I had to force myself to eat. Rare for me. Now I'm making up for lost time. I can not stop eating! Rats off to me. And instead of coffee, which did not agree with me in the least, now I am addicted to tea. I'll tell you what though, tea and chocolate soy milk do NOT mix well. I'm sorry, they just don't.

Yesterday I was dressed like someone who heals their cats emotional troubles with crystals. I wear things to work that I would not, in a trillion years, consider wearing otherwise. Speaking of healing with crystals; this morning on the train, I sat across from a woman like that. I couldn't see her sweater under her coat but I am positive it had cats embroidered on it, or there was at least a pewter cat pin. Now, I love cats. I LOVE them. I just don't need to hand stitch their images into my clothing. ANYWAY, I have no problem with cat sweaters or the people who wear them. Rats off to them. Let's face it though, it does indidcate a certain personality profile.

So, she was reading some sort of cheaply bound, photocopied, print-out book on healing. With little quotes in the sidebar like: "Expect all your needs to be met. Expect answers to all questions. Expect abundance at all times." Pfft. Ya right.

She was underlining that which she deemed important, which just so happened to be everything. Why underline everything? Does that not somehow negate it's intended effect? Was that not a question posed by Hyposocrastotleclese? "Does overuse of the highlighter not null it all to hell?" I think is the exact quote. Maybe she just liked drawing lines to show it had been read. Her lipstick was fuschia like a blooming, hothouse orchid.

This morning, I just wanted to stay home and finsh putting up my spice rack. I wanted to listen to music, open the drapes to see the river and tidy up the place in my pajamas, all the while appreciating the fact that I am in my own little detached home. Cold and damp is not my care! Lack of neighbours is the thing. Yes indeed. Rats off to me!

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