Sunday, April 29, 2007

Moved By The Spirit

Why does a ’Spirits’ hangover make my eyes hurt?

I got up at 11.30am, realised my grievous mistake, took a pill and went back to bed.
When I got up a couple of hours later I knew this was going to be an all day-er.
I could smell the alcohol coming off me.
I feel like I’m being stabbed in the eyes, my stomach is churning, I would vomit if I could be arsed to move.
Some torturous bastard is cooking outdoors and polluting the air for us all.
Basically, I’m under the weather and it’s all self inflicted. Thankfully ITV3 are having a Morse weekend. So easy to veg out in front of.
I had a brilliant time at Crisp-e's. The food, the booze, the company, were all perfect.

I have been reading an article about the earthquake in Kent. They interviewed one resident who is 9 months pregnant.
Her major worry was that it,
‘might’ve brought on a premature birth’.
If she is 9 months gone I would argue that the child wouldn’t be premature, but, about fucking time!

There’s a great story in the Torygraph.
The Catholic Church in England and Wales is starting up a Manga Comic to encourage ‘people’ into the Priesthood.
Mmmm.. People.. That’ll be boys then?
The article reads,
“The Church hopes that its manga comic, with pictures of Nuns and Monks playing pool and surfing the internet, will improve the image of the vocation, which leaders believe is seen as ‘monotonous and boring’”.
Fucking excellent! I can’t wait to see this gem!
It’s also going to be a shock for the poor brainwashed bastard when he ‘joins up’ and finds himself surrounded by 90 year olds.
Internet? I don’t think so!
Googling the names of the people you share a house with would take you straight to The Ferns Inquiry!
Nuns at a pool table? Jaysus.
That’s the kind of stuff you find on ‘specialist’ porn sites.
I know. I’ve looked!

6 comments:

Crisp-e said...

Glad you enjoyed yourself, in between complaining about the music lol ;). I shall have to remember that one. Although, the card and gifts were spot on, thanks again.

As for the comic... The Church must be crazier than I first thought. I can't see how any sane person would think of that one. What next? Shape changing Manamal Monk!! Would have to be a Franciscan and his mission (no pun intended) would be to bring pesky eco-unfriendly corporations to justice. Bird, bees you name it, he can transform at the from of a hat... GO MANAMAL. GO!!!!!

Sleepy said...

It was a cracker mate!

I can't wait for the range of toys to go with this comic!
Mild Mannered Monk by day Disco Bunny by night. With a whole range of spandex clothing.
I can hear the advert now....
"Transgressors! Bigots in Disguise"

Let's also not forget the pornographic nature of a lot of 'Manga'.
"Sister Bernadette and the Bukkake Bunch"..

Crisp-e said...

This is manga, they can do anything they want. Probably why they chose it. Maybe not so silly after all.lol

Schneewittchen said...

Yes! Oh, sorry, I don't mean the hangover, I'm sure it was worth it though.

No, what I was excited to see, of course is nothing to do with what you were writing about, it's the expression 'can't be arsed.' See, say you were dedicated to the impoverishment of the English language, and stopped having the word 'arse' replacing it instead with 'ass' which means donkey rather than backside, then you miss out on great verbs like 'to be arsed'. Same with specs. If you only use the term 'glasses' for specs, then you miss out on the adjective 'bespectacled'.

Obsessive? Really, is that a bad thing?

Sleepy said...

Schnee.. I don't think there is anything that quite says it like,
'can't be arsed'!

Nothing wrong with the obsession!

LentenStuffe said...

A fine arrangement of guilt-conferring merchants you've got there. I see Wodka is well represented, and of course Southern Comfort. With merry toxins like that who needs a hangover? Anyway, isn't sobriety teetotally overrated? Stay Drunk! That's my sage counsel.

The poor old, sad old mother church, whose old complainingness will never be mine ... or something like that ... ala Beckett. No end to sappyness, I'm afraid.