Saturday, January 13, 2007

Munday

It's hard to understand why people get excited about overseas events, does it promote their being to some higher plane? Showing fake affinity with someone in a far off land who would happily kill them for a few coppers is at best naive. I believe that if we are all honest we don't really give a fig apart from its use to raise our own status, if one needs such things, or that even a requirement exists. The human race got where it is by applying natural instincts and to turn our back on such tried and tested success stories is follie indeed.

More important to me just now is the state of my pen, which is paramount? You know how one gets attached to a favourite pen, the one that never blots or lets you down when writing a quick note; the one that can be trusted when ones life depends upon it, well I currently fear for my beloved charge. It's becoming increasing dilapidated, fragments break off daily like a polar bears old home from the arctic ice mass. I wonder if anyone has checked the CO2 in the locale as I am seeing catastrophic changes in the shape of my trusty implement. I wonder if they can all be encouraged to breathe less and save this endangered species or is it destined to become the 21st century stationary type dodo? I fear there is little real interest and most cannot, I have tried to alter my own breathing practices but there is little natural body function understanding of the magnitude of the situation that is of our own making allegedly. I have only inferior BIC type replacements in my stationary supply and it is inevitable that without appropriate materials the scibes art will be lost forever.

How are you all, tell me tales of mirth and merriment to make me mirthy and meretricious. I know that's the wrong word but I like it, indeed covet it.

David 13th January 2007