Never Too Late!

Never Too Late!
any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is mere bad luck
we are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are trying to get up

16.10.05

Still no continuation to realgem's real-life horror story; been very sick, worried to death, head-splitting headache I thought might be brain haemorrhage, unable to look at computer screen, unable to even move.

Bad news from Pakistan. The epicentre of the quake was not far from childhood landscapes. Many familiar scenes and places will be gone forever, swallowed by the earth, swallowed by collapsing mountainsides.

realgem competition::: Mike's profile photo: is that a knife he's holding, or is it a parking metre he's leaning on? Or what the fuck is it? There are plenty of you out there who visit and never leave a comment (well below 1 per cent, even before my readership dip of a month or so ago!). Make yourselves known. It's a simple question, it's a literal question: there is no need to dazzle anyone with your cleverness. Leave an answer in the comments section: two or three words is enough. There will be a prize draw (a book of my choice) among all respondents. If I get less than 10 responses, I will delete this blog.

39 comments:

tequilita said...

it

tequilita said...

is

tequilita said...

a

tequilita said...

parking

tequilita said...

meter???

tequilita said...

who knows.

transience said...

i waited till tequilita finished.

tequilita said...

why don't you just tell us already.

transience said...

aren't i sweet?

transience said...

and she posted between me and me.

tequilita said...

wow, real time comments. it's like a chat room.

what the hell is that thing anyway?

transience said...

but i really did think it was a parking meter. so is it?

transience said...

i'm glad you didn't put a disclaimer on the comments. you're over 10 and i decree you cannot delete this blog.

NARDAC said...

I thought it was some kind of decanter, to be honest. But if I have only those two choices, I'll go for a knife. Knives are more useful for doing drugs than parking meters.

NARDAC said...

Oh, and what a terrible way to drag out comments. If it were me I'd just sell my body to the first commentor.

btw, I tagged you for a silly meme.

I.:.S.:. said...

That was quick... I got back from the shop, and my blog was saved... But does that mean the game's over already? Will anyone else bother to respond, now?

I'll leave this for another 48 hours and then do the prize draw...

But but but... my beautiful friends - who share the same Real Name (tm), as it happens! - also share the same response: parking metre. Well, we'll see... but you'll have to wait a little longer to find out...

And very courteous of you, transience, to let tequilita finish her say, very sweet of you indeed... And lovely to see you here, tequilita!!

I.:.S.:. said...

Oh hi Nardac! What's "tagged for a silly meme"?

It doesn't have to be a knife or a parking meter, it could be anything else...

Is it that terrible? Okay, I'll sell my body to all three of you... but I'm worried you might not be able to afford my usual rates...

I.:.S.:. said...

Anyway, decanter is definitely the best response so far, but it still doesn't guarantee you the prize.

I.:.S.:. said...

"Oh, and what a terrible way to drag out comments. If it were me I'd just sell my body to the first commentor."

But that way you'd only get one comment and then the game's over, so that's an even terribler way to drag out comments.

transience said...

i don't think it's a terrible way to drag out comments, really. more like, enterprising. the threat of deleting is always effective unless you were a real skeez and nobody loved you. that said, parking meter is my gut instinct and it still hasn't changed.

mikey said...

i like to think that it's a quiz show plunger and that the question is something like 'do you generally approve of love?' and if you answer 'yes' you get to remove some item of nastiness from the world by using the same plunger which is then transformed into a remote detonator for the removal of the said nastiness.

but i think they might be right that it's a parking meter.

i wanted to post Dannie Abse's poem 'Hunt the thimble' which is what the question brought to mind but i can't find it online.

hope your head's better.

NARDAC said...

You could start a whole flurry of sell-out comments by selling your body to the person who commented the most. I'm sure your rates are within my budget. However, I have to warn you. I'm very competitive.

Melissa said...

Is it a gate?

I.:.S.:. said...

Hi Melissa, what's a nice girl like you doing on a blog like this? A gate? A gate to what? Oh, you mean like a normal sort of metal gate that swings open and shut... Why is the first thing I think of like an interdimensional gate or something?

Mikey suggests at one point remote detonator, which is certainly at least as good as decanter, very pleasing indeed. Perhaps even a decanter incorporating a remote detonator in the handle, disguised as an interdimensional gate.

If Nardac can afford my rates then she's not a real bohemian artist like she likes to suggest. And I'm sure your rates are very very competitive indeed.

Comment-wise I'm nowhere near transience on her slowest days, and I'm already starting to re-think this whole comments bit... And she works a full-time job...

24 more hours to go, and maybe then some, if it does indeed turn out to be an interdimensional time-travelling gate.

NARDAC said...

I just like to win. It has nothing to do with my rates, you bastard!

And I know your type. I can already start to see you do some white-man Harlem shuffle when I throw pennies at your dirty shirt-tails.

angie said...

i read.

the end.

angie said...

i read.

the end.

R&B said...

I know, I know!

It's a miniture statue of the Bohemian Owl god. Or maybe the Bohemian Owl god is really just a giant statue of a parking meter ....

I was in Austin, one time, working on a court case. All of a sudden, these guys in black outfits with guns show up. They "booted" this girl's car and hauled it away. For parking violations. Until that day, I had no idea that we had parking nazis in Texas.

It turned out that the girl's husband had been having an affair, and had been using her car, and parking illegally everytime. He had run up, like 112 violations. She drives the car 1 time downtown, and bam! out come the parking nazis. We bought her a beer to console her. She was still drinking when we left Austin.

It just goes to show you, don't mess with the owl god parking nazis.

good blog.

Fist said...

Are we over 10 yet?

dave bones said...

no. I'm number nine. Delete it.

dave bones said...

and

dave bones said...

they

dave bones said...

just

dave bones said...

feel sorry

dave bones said...

for you

I.:.S.:. said...

Thanks Dave.

As you can't read anyway, there's no point in you taking part in the competition.

transience said...

is it a...parking meter?

Girlie said...

Haha!

I know what it is!!!!!!

Indigobusiness said...

It's a camera, photographing a reflection.