Thursday, April 23, 2009

Cranky Large Medium reading, 23 April

Go away.

What's keeping you here? Forget how to walk? Go on, now, head on downhill, back to the folks who are willing to pretend they don't mind having you around... Oh, you won't go until you get something from me will you? And what might that something be, considering the eremite that I am? Ah, a reading. How could I have not guessed? Well, then, if that's all it will take to make you go, here you are:
You are spoiled and pampered, and whine incessantly if you are not surrounded by luxury. You are also a big bully, pushing around your subordinates and, in general, strong-willing your way through life. Your ideal bedroom is probably decorated in leather and canvas, with a few accent chains and other exotic devices whose purpose should be left out of my imagination.
Are you happy, now? Of course not. Go ahead and whine. At least you're better off than these people, all of whom, on this date in history, gave up for all time both whine and cheese: Brian Boru, Æþelræd Unræd, James Abercrombie, Guillaume-Chrétien de Lamoignon de Malesherbes, Charles G. Dawes, Sam Ervin, Boris Yeltsin, Carl Ludwig, Julius Freed, Paul Erdman, Saint George (and dragons everywhere say, "Not a moment too soon!"), Saint Adalbert of Prague, Margaret Fell, Miguel Cervantes, William Shakespeare, Thomas Tickell, William Wordsworth, Rupert Brooke, Pamela Lyndon Travers, David Halberstam, Red Garland, Harold Arlen, Otto Preminger, Satyajit Ray, William Hartnell, Buster Crabbe, John Mills, Romano Scarpa, Paulette Goddard, Howard Cosell, Earl Wilson, César Chávez, James Earl Ray, John C. Stennis,
and John Anthony Genzale, Jr. aka Johnny Thunders.

Chinese rocks, Asian pebbles...
happy birthday, anyway.

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