Friday, November 24, 2006

Guess which book this is from and get absolutely fuck-all for doing so..

I wanted to give an excerpt from a book today, as one of my favourite things on this planet is people reading to each other. Last night's events have led me to want to go on a blog-vacation. I don't know for how long. It's a shame, as I've really started to depend on this wee fellow, as much as it's fucked up my lovelife (read: I HAVE FUCKED UP MY LIFE THROUGH THIS BLOG) for all things: ruminations, bloodlettings, tirades, emotional quiverings, storylines, wordplay.. I'll miss everyone, as I've almost come to rely on you as friends. I'll be back, but I'm off to crawl into a hole. Overdramatic? Yes. It is. But it is worth it.
Laters.
Tom: skullrhythm@yahoo.co.uk

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"Something in Misky Bay. Apparently a grudge between twin brothers, Boyle and Doyle Cats."
"I know them," said Billy Pretty. "One of them drives a taxi."
"Right. Boyle drives the taxi. There'd been some trouble the night before. Something to do with a drug deal, they think. On Wednesday afternoon Boyle picks up a passenger at the fish plant, makes a U-turn, and is ambushed by a masked man on a late-model blue Yamaha snowmobile with the word PSYCHOPATH painted on the cowling. His brother Doyle is alleged to own such a snowmobile. The snowmobile rider fires a shotgun at the taxi and speeds away, the taxi's windshield is blown out, the vehicle swerves and ends up on the loading ramp of the fish plant. Minor cuts and lacerations. The snowmobile got away."
"Is there snow down there?"
"No."

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Me too...I love to read aloud and be read to. I think it's because I have such fond memories of reading with my parents as a child.

Güggs said...

How have you fucked up your life through this blog?

Catch you on the flip side.

S'Dia ! said...

I scoff - nay, snort even - at your announcement of a blog-hiatus. Bloggers are divas. You're allowed to have your melodramatic moments, but I've been around the block enough times to know that Bloggers don't stay away for long.

Anyway - I put that banter aside for the moment to offer you some good cheer. I'm sure things will be fine?

My daily RSS feed will feel the void until you return with your synapse singeing word play :)

And yeah - what DID you do to fuck up your life via blog exactly? My curiosity is overwhelming me. It's ONLY a blog afterall. Did you say something stupid in it, and piss someone off? Blogs are like one too many glasses of scotch sometimes - we end up spewing things out that we regret the next day... trust me - I've been there! :)

H said...

S'Mat, we'll look forward to your return...

Rogering me said...

If your rearrange the letters of "my blog's fucked up my love life" you get "sweet, who gives a shit about a love that can get fucked by a blog", or something therabouts.

Mood Indigo said...

I have no idea on the book reference :(

But - you'll be missed until your return!

Anonymous said...

Call Dad.

Signed Dad.

Mood Indigo said...

I love blog dads :) And yes, I am checking back to see if you are back yet, all of two days later.

Me: The Sequel said...

Hmmm...

it is still eerily quiet over here.

*whistles in the dark*