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Monday, April 26, 2004

And now... the WHATISABLOG March! (turn speakers up)
The new Fructis shampoo ad... "anti-knots, anti-hairloss, anti-dull" - well, this is what I call honest publicity. They're the first to advertise a product problem since Bold Anti-Liver and Johnny Walker Anti-Housewives.

Saturday, April 24, 2004

2 pages somewhere in New Orleans for... the Lost Books of Sydney Francis.

Preface -----> Sydney respecting Kronos!

The paranoid revelations, the parabolic revolutions.
When I make love to my 5 wives simultaneously (without them being aware of it, of course) they say I don't exist and think of the other man in their lives, me.
Your voice is like an insect repelent.
Being selfish is knowing that you've given much to others.
I have two different ears, I can listen to two different voices.

These engliz coarse shaws greet resalts.
I'm all american, my baseball cap says so.
I'm all american, Partial hasn't gotten out of the shower yet, she always takes hours on end.
I'm all director.
If the world died, it would really smell.

fishnet beard of pope Sancho Sanchez
Thoughts or anecdotes on advertising and, mostly, jokes about well-known adverts are totally anthropological and circumstantial and are not funny at all. Saying them makes you smell from your mouth.
Acoustic is a world's pole, but it isn't the world.
And then there was light. My brother got up from bed to head to the bathroom.

Girls can be real whores.
When girls wear attractive clothes, they can't have no choice of only getting mosquitos with that flypaper.
I'd like to anhialate time, but I can't. Well, I've tried and I'm quite close, though I'd totally lose contact with the public.
I think I've created a new musical time pattern, the synthesizing.
I'm not total art, but I'm thankful for the compliments.
Why am I writing all this shit down when I could use it for a movie?
Time passes by me as if I were a peasant. It gives me spare change from time to time but it doesn't really like me. I keep fit because it ignores me. I had nothing against it, but it didn't go along with me. That fucking cunt. If it respected me, I would respect it. But perhaps I've said too much.
If it would have been me making the Raiders of the Lost Ark, you would have seen.
Theater people are like homosexuals. I, at least, treat them as such.
I'd like a Ravel's Bolero, if you please!
The gay community is like theater people.
My soul weeps for a religious movie. The passivity of cinematographic genres makes my entrails dissolve.
I don't distort my movies, they just come out like that. Yep.
Here in Costa Rica, the locals eat sauce and beans.
Here in Sweden, the locals go out at night to collect strawberries with Death.
Death has its days.
I admire Jesus. To do what he did took balls.
If you give grass to a donkey instead of oatmeal, you won't be seeing him complain, will you? (allusion to the general public)
I'm not going to change culture all by myself, but I can lend a hand.
Jesus danced like a princess.

Friday, April 23, 2004

It's now official: the new blog that will change society!
I give you: WHAT-IS-A-BLOG!
"Paris, Texas, 1983

I hereby write the first and last diary entry of my life, the life that lasts the shooting of what I'm about to unravel to the public, who exist but fail to either see or understand. I always go for the latter and look where i am now. Rickshaw Williams is taking ages to arrive; I'm sick of waiting for him, and according to the people round here the crew hasn't actually seen him ever - and that is simply because I haven't gone to change clothes yet: which is a secret to be reveal in exactly 21 years from now. I was seen calling Ivgeny Ivgeny from my cell phone - there aren't cell phones in 83 yet, but so aren't any Ivgeny Ivgeny's, at least out of Sundance, where I saw him during the last edition. Sundance is very pleasant. But if it weren't for the canapes I would surely never go there again. I hate that independent movie folk. I miss using my Maschinengewehr 08, ordered straight from Hiram Maxim, but there aren't any theater people around. On one hand, that's a good thing. I'm all sweaty. Texas is a state for little piggies. I will return with more sordid revelances. Toast awaits me and so do you, thirsty for one more western / romantic new york comedy or a fantastic Greek tragedy / gore / B movie. I wouldn't be as great if I wasn't always bored. Hoist the flags, it's time for my bovine capturing ritual."

Sydney Francis

Monday, April 19, 2004

APRIL

4th Month - 28 days (savings year)
A trillion raindrops in April / God pees on you again because it's April.

ASTROLOGY People born under the sign of Aries have the influence of the planets Lamb, Roastpotatoes and Nicesauce, being sincere but frightful, with a strong will but dishonest, brave but with no personal initiative whatsoever. Lupines on their independence. The answers of others may some not times account for the no consequences of their more impulsive responses. In the future friday will be the most dedicated day to the heart and mind, so pay special attention when embarking on an unexpected chinchillic cruise. Color special red; haggis, swordfish, absinth.

AGRICULTURE In April you can walk under the rain because it's ok, trust us. Prune, rake and, most importantly, pillage your lovers. Clean the herbage and keep your feet dry. Do everything with a natural look. Up North, sow corn with less accent; we must unite. Potatoes will be drier but deeper. In the Vegetable Garden, sow pumpkins, lettuce, potato, beetroot, broccoli, carrots, cabbages, fava beans, beans, melon, watermelon, turnips, peppers, radishes, parsley, amongst others, but only on the 2nd fortnight of the previous month, so it might be too late now. In captivity, sow 1 strawberry plant, time beans and tryt (smaller trout). In the Flower Garden, sow onions with the flowers. Reep the flowers of the chinese and lilac on the daisies. Cattle: take care of the cow that is your wife and the goat that is your cousin. Separate the calves from its mothers (metaphore).

Friday, April 16, 2004

"- Ha ha ha. I'll laugh at that after I die.
- Hopefully. Tomorrow, even."

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Monday, April 12, 2004

"gruabrluabrlua piksni piksni odgvarhalmuftiks aldgud rentipeq guripuki vrrrrrruuuuum meeeeeeeeeeeeau nheeeeee brlua brlua eksnipiksni piksni tradvaluraharharhar grhgrgrhgrhgrh" - said Senator John McBuckFuckDuckface, before getting dressed to take part in his Broadway musical.

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Rudolph Giuliani confessed to being reluctant regarding an eventually probable and confirmed return to active political life. Giuliani also stated that he was not using the word "political" as a metaphore for his sex life, «because back home I don't hear Katherine complaining». On the radio, the former mayor of New York City said he felt himself «a different man» from the public image that was created during the years under his leadership, especially after all those experiences with big black Gumbo in his "off" period.

On radio, the ex-mayor Giuli stated that he feels greater empathy with people at large, but that it may not be enough to return to political activity, seeing that «every more or less cute butt is molested in this country».

The man that made New York a really funny place for about 8 years says he feels changed but confessed his interest in having a picnic with tea and cookies with the English National Rugby team.

«Nowadays I feel people are much nicer towards me than before», said Googli, «and that might have to do with having solved my problem of halitosis».

«A person with either my political or personal background, with all the intimate friends I made when I was 15 at the boarding school, when we were young boys and trying things out, only gets back to political activity under special terms, when they pay me a great big wad of money, because it's a jungle out there, that I shall eventually analyze at the right time, like my proctologist does when I have booty aches», stressed the most famous twinkie eater of the United States.

Monday, April 05, 2004

Bruhaha - the most unnecessary post of all time.
One more soccer post. In the week that FC Porto lost and Benfica had the usual result (draw), Sporting got out of Braga with two potatoes more than had previously thought, after 75 minutes of total dominance, expressed in three potatoes. (braga 2 - sporting 3)

Jesualado, the ridiculously named Braga head coach, was a little stunned after the game:
"Well, Sporting played as we expected them to, and we started off badly" - which makes me point out that making your first shot at goal at the 60th minute isn't starting off badly... it's ending well - "and after 9 everything got more complicated with 11 field players, got more complicated with 9 players, got more complicated with 10, 9 field players."

This was what he said, honest.