"Hell is a place where nothing connects with nothing"
- T.S.Eliot, Introduction to Dante's Inferno
"Creativity is the residue of time wasted"
- Albert Einstein
"It was a flash of inspiration. Kind of a thirty-year flash"
- Charles Eames
WoooHooo. YeeeHaaar. The Big Bang is over for another year. Halleluiah Hazel! I mean, I don't wanna sound like a big party pooper but how many fireworks displays do they have nowadays. I mean I always make sure I am nicely bedded down in La Chateau waaaay before the trouble.....aaarrgghhmm....I mean party starts. I load up with my thermos full of boiling water for the million cups of NON-ALCOHOLIC tea and cup cakes to see in the New Year. A good book ( the latest is about brains) and nigh nigh about 9.00 pm. Hmmmmm........
Do I sound boring, dot? Hmmmmm.........
Anyway, at 8.05 I was happily entranced with the Pre-Frontal Cortex (in the brain) when .............
.......BAAAAANG........
Well I almost poo pood my pateloonies. I mean, seriously, when do New Years fireworks begin at 8.05 pm, huh? I mean caarm on, get serious. It wasn't even fully dark and these full on rockets and big bangers and thingies started hitting the air waves. The first BANG almost finished me off, because I just wasn't expecting it. After three years living in a tent the nerves are a little tender, and when you hear the first BANG the first thing you do is check the bod to see if you have been HIT. Just a natural reaction, I guess.
Do I sound boring, dot? Hmmmmm.........
Anyway, at 8.05 I was happily entranced with the Pre-Frontal Cortex (in the brain) when .............
.......BAAAAANG........
Well I almost poo pood my pateloonies. I mean, seriously, when do New Years fireworks begin at 8.05 pm, huh? I mean caarm on, get serious. It wasn't even fully dark and these full on rockets and big bangers and thingies started hitting the air waves. The first BANG almost finished me off, because I just wasn't expecting it. After three years living in a tent the nerves are a little tender, and when you hear the first BANG the first thing you do is check the bod to see if you have been HIT. Just a natural reaction, I guess.
......... 5 dead so far.......
Anyway no blood apparent so I opened the front door of La Chateau (unzipped the fly wire) and cautiously left the premises with my hands up in the air calling "Don't shoot" when there was a series of BANGS. They'd finally caught up with me! I waited to see 'the light' that I had been reading soooo much about. Then I realised. Only an early start to the fireworks display. Must be for the little kiddies. Hmmmmm......
In the distance I could see the thingies exploding in the air, but not very well because it wasn't even dark. I had a chuckle. Heee heee heee....... Then I got back to 'No Brainer' contentedly knowing that the next ones would be midnight and I would be in the land of fairies and nuff nuffs. Poured a nice hot cuppa and back to 'In Search Of My Brain'...........
In the distance I could see the thingies exploding in the air, but not very well because it wasn't even dark. I had a chuckle. Heee heee heee....... Then I got back to 'No Brainer' contentedly knowing that the next ones would be midnight and I would be in the land of fairies and nuff nuffs. Poured a nice hot cuppa and back to 'In Search Of My Brain'...........
.....BAAAANG.....
I ducked with the book covering my head (which was pretty silly really because I was already horizontal on the ground!).
WHAT THE......
They were close. They were loud. And there were millions of them, BANGS that is.
After I pulled my head from under the sheet shakin' rattlin' and rollin', I checked outside and I could see the explosions in the sky. I checked the time on my phone. 9.02 pm. The noise was deafening. I mean I don't know what they use for the displays nowadays but it sounded to me awfully like semi-automatic gunfire, perhaps missile launchers and maybe a few grenades. Whooooo (like relief sorta whoooo). I must admit these ones were close and very pretty indeed. But still..... someone has to take responsibility for taking another 5 years off my already shortened life! What is it with these celebrations? They must have one for each suburb or something.
Anyway of course we had to have a couple more practice drills before the midnight BIG BANG which I was sooooo prepared for. I mean even ks away and it sounded like Vietnam all over again. Maybe its a strategy to reduce the growing population or something. I'd like to see the 'DEADED' stats for grandpappas and grandmammas on the night. There just couldn't be too many that survived.
Anyway it took me the whole of yesterday to get over the BANGOVER. I mean at least I know what to do next year. Tent or no tent I'm gunna start drinking at breakfast time!
I hope you all survived dots, hungover or bungover.
I need the clicks.........
I ducked with the book covering my head (which was pretty silly really because I was already horizontal on the ground!).
WHAT THE......
They were close. They were loud. And there were millions of them, BANGS that is.
After I pulled my head from under the sheet shakin' rattlin' and rollin', I checked outside and I could see the explosions in the sky. I checked the time on my phone. 9.02 pm. The noise was deafening. I mean I don't know what they use for the displays nowadays but it sounded to me awfully like semi-automatic gunfire, perhaps missile launchers and maybe a few grenades. Whooooo (like relief sorta whoooo). I must admit these ones were close and very pretty indeed. But still..... someone has to take responsibility for taking another 5 years off my already shortened life! What is it with these celebrations? They must have one for each suburb or something.
Anyway of course we had to have a couple more practice drills before the midnight BIG BANG which I was sooooo prepared for. I mean even ks away and it sounded like Vietnam all over again. Maybe its a strategy to reduce the growing population or something. I'd like to see the 'DEADED' stats for grandpappas and grandmammas on the night. There just couldn't be too many that survived.
Anyway it took me the whole of yesterday to get over the BANGOVER. I mean at least I know what to do next year. Tent or no tent I'm gunna start drinking at breakfast time!
I hope you all survived dots, hungover or bungover.
I need the clicks.........
...that's me with a BANGOVER........ Notice I'm missing a leg?
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