conehead

now, i can't just go straight into a.r.s.e. (part two), without a little deviation.

did i just write that? apparently so...

i live next door to conehead. in fact my street has about 4 coneheads on it.

a conehead can be described thus: a fool who puts a cone outside their house on the road where their car *should* be, so that when they come home they can park there. bejaysus, do they have to do this?

if conehead's in a rush his mam puts his cone out to protect his territory. they are nice people (and i've never seen them killing puppies) but they really need to get out more, and risk parking on the other side of the street (the sunny side).

however, to park there, they'd have to move another 'cone' - the mental family who live there are too cheap to even steal a cone and have constructed a triangular wooden structure with a brick in the middle (in lieu of cone).

i suppose it's more socially acceptable than pissing a car shape on the road.

oh dear, how i am so easily vexed.

a.r.s.e (part one)

my two mates, bertie and sec c, have found my highly secret blog. good job i've not been slagging them...

i will reveal in due course how we put together an organisation called a.r.s.e. which was approximately 8 years ahead of its time. you will be amazed, and perhaps astounded.

more anon

i keep getting sidetracked

...on posting to this blog.

been doing the jf&th website for the gig this weekend.

so it's not that i've forgotten you, it's just i keep getting sidetracked.

and i repeat myself...

gig o'clock

am doing a gig soon, am quite excited.