The Dog's Name

Translated by
Dr. Henry "Indiana" Jones, Jnr
Monday, April 30, 2007

Some of my best thoughts and revelations occur, like I suspect most people in the shower...which might explain why I have often been tempted to put in a waterproof board and some wax pens so I can actually remember these deep-insights* without the need for nakedness, shampoo and soap. (Not that such things are often a bad thing ~grin~)

All of the Blokes of the Pub now, or will soon, reside once more in Asia: 40% of them are married to women of this region, one is getting married soon which life the percent closer to 65% and another is about to make his home in Shanghai (returning to this part of the world after a hiatus elsewhere), and one is too old to get married and anyway his wife won't let him...mmm.

Not a very deep-insight I grant you, but something I had never really considered before, and given that I am in denial as to my own attraction to the charms of the little lotus flowers ~grin~......I had admit it gave me pause, mid shampoo scrub to think, to ponder, and laugh...

Is it simply a matter of geographic demographics? Or is it something else? (thinking, although it cannot be proven, may be occurring at this point as I type...may be? ~grin~)

Either way, I had to laugh when I watched this. (my first Video link**)

* We all know that the moment we get to a state in which we are dry enough to either allow fingers to fly across the keyboard or to utilise pen and paper without either electrocuting ourselves or creating a soggy mess the thought will have vanished in a haze of drying.

** The sure sing of a blog that is dying is an increase in links that feature Youtube/Google video files, the blogger having found an actual life is attempting to live it while remaining loyal to readers and so straddles the fence with increasing inane and "fluff" posts in attempt to placate all and appear that they have not altered their online connection...what usually happens is they get a splinter in the arse and the Blog dies anyway.***

*** No, this is not an indicator that I will be disappearing from this space, but I do confess to being actively engaged in a new activity that is stifling the depressive creative writing gene...its called living, and I am currently enjoying it. ~grin~

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4 Comments:

Scorpy said...: I may just link to this post instead of wading thru the 'Fluff' posts that I submit to stop the emails asking me "Where are you Scorpy?"...I too have a life and although I do not want to kill my blog I like the break I am currently having; 07:56
vanessa said...: hahaha, i've seen that vid before, wong fu are a bunch of bored but terribly entertaining college students. what indy? yellow fever? nooo, thou shalt not give in!hahaha...oh well a girl's a girl, yellow or otherwise.:); 09:27
Indiana said...: Scorpy: The problem I have is the more life intrudes the less I have the urge or even need to blog...it also may have something to do with a lack of the negative and instead a wave of positives...now if I can just find a new babe lair and then a babe to catch with it ~lol~

Vanessa: "a girl's a girl", you know I think you might be right, in fact I have it on reasonably good authority that their bits are all in the same places...go figure? ~grin~; 09:51
Sunny Delight said...: I find my most creative moments arrive whilst driving......not the safest time to write down my thoughts...fluff and stuff, blogging does feel that way at times....hope you find some of those nice babe bits you are seeking.; 11:33