Ramble #2
the time this was written was sometime this morning the 24/01/03, it was written in a notebook and is beng typed out by my good self as we speak, of course whens being read ill be doing something entirely dirferent

"its about 10 o clock in the morning on friday morning going by the kitchen clock, but the clock is a cuple o minutes late and anyway ive known for a good while that its just a state of mind, just a line from here to there, anyway where was i i told dave francis tat i wudnt be doing a diary this week so im just talking scutter from my head instead i am, as i write tinkering with my guitar on the sofa, , and really picking up the colours with it, and so forth. i was reading them, they may not be the best
band in the world (though i think so) but i was looking at the red hot chilli peppers tabs on the web the other day, and their lryics are really finding me, its  like  theve been through all the heroin shit and whartevey, and their noww finding peace and wotnot." (i started drawing ducks and things at this point and watched tele then for a while, then i got off the sofa and done the dishes, and went to collage for 11)

coming home on the bus and generally talking shite

well the clock tells me its 6.30, friday evening, im just more or less hoome from limerick. man, im in an awfull good mood for some reason,  if a fat russian lesbian came up to me and started pissing on my shoes, id say "cheers big dave!"(cois big dave would probly be beside me.somehow. but i know he wouldnt piss on my shoes. so yeah ive got some preety cool positive energy going on in me. i was just back in borris like 2 seconds and i saw mick dooley (fishes uncle )in the  street laughing his big beer belly off, i was really glad to be home and felt all warm inside then. and then i got home and my old man is frying steak for me now cheers big dave in the kiotchen. back before on the bus coming home doh i was having my usuall snooze just after we pass nenagh, when i started thinking bout my column, and i was looking at a old man tending his garden at the back off his house(i was daydreaming, there is no such man i dont think, annd it occurred to me that that was what it was to be called, JOHNS LITTLE CABBAGE PATCH so there now hi iie. some of my other mental digrssions included wondering how it was possibly possible to make vaseline, and was it invented purely as a wanking aid? also i spent about half a mile thinking about how weird it must be to be pregnant, as i saw a pregnant woman on the road. but one of my more ussfull ideas was this, since i intend to be  alive for the next 9 or 10 weeks at least, im going to start doing reviews of my entire c.d collection ill be starting it this fine fine evening after dinner which sould be done after a while.toms says he wants to review his favourite bars of
choclate starting with mars, ya ill get back to you tom.

so the 1st weeks c.d is one from a chick called p.j harvey, picked purely at random, most of the people i told abut the allbum didnt have a notion who she was, so i expect when she sees this  therl be sexual favours a plenty. cheers big dave. off to work. hey ho hey hey ho its off to...

before i start i know most folks arnt going to give a shit bout my c.d collection, so if ya dont give a toss feck off to the porn sites or something.
PJ Harvey Review

cant be arsed saying anymore bout pj harvey, i going to do jimi hendrix and billie holliday next week, now thatl surely will be arousing,i love a good threesome as much as the next pornstar(i love jimi but he soo wont be in it).                                                                   
good night john boy,
             good night
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