Make way! Scoot! Fuck off! Weekend reveller coming through!!!
Much like that awesome game of body slamming we all played in school, where we were enticed into Bakkies-Botha-like rushes of blood to the head, I find myself facing down the last few hours before the weekend can officially begin. There they stand, taunting me with their arms locked, chanting "Red Rover, Red Rover..."
You see, I had a meeting today. At work. Meetings here are rarer than chicken teeth or Catholic clergymen with pure thoughts in a kindergarten. I abhor meetings more than shaving. Which is a lot. Anyway, this "meeting" took far too long and I almost missed a very important Skype message. That would have been disastrous!
Oh, and if you haven't been following the wonderfully written, if sporadic blog of my friend Helena Handbasket, now is a good time. Because, well, because she loathes teenagers, mainly. And all things in the recent World news indicate that she may be on to something.
Tonight - Pablo Francisco. I wonder if he'll do any topical local impressions. Hey I've an idea. He could do any one of our local politicians - take the ticket money and do fuck all. Or is that our nurses, I get confused.
Tomorrow - the Axxon tribe continue their quest for gristly throbbiness on the musical front. We've had a very successful week up to now with all the secret bands (current internet trends - don't want to be left out) so we have a bit to live up to.
I've a feeling Sunday will be earmarked for some form of recovery.
So go forth and enjoy the FUCK out of your weekends! Remember: it's not how many times you're arrested or if your drink's a double or not, it's about making at least one small child cry.
Whether they be tears of joy or devastation depends on your level of IRREVERENCE.
Have a great one, one and all! We're off to a good start - more than one post for you! My gift!
NGDG: "I'm so fucking happy I'm going to battle to find insensitive cynical jokes to share with all of you. I did buy a really expensive bottle of wine to celebrate said happiness and the clerk was lambasting the zamalek-buying vagrant for leaving his sock on the counter. Instead of being repulsed I laughed and thought 'Haha, what a cad'."
Spread The Love. Red Rover, Red Rover!