Bless thy five wits

Do you think I would leave you fishing, when there's room in my four for six of one and half a dozen of the other, woman on the verge of a nervous ticking away from it all or nothing but the best in the west winds of war of words to the wise old owl.

    Gibberish was a little fish,
    Its noses were green and sorrow.
    It planted a man
    On the top of a van
    And it sang like there's no tomorrow.

(TODAY IS THE TOMORROW YOU WORRIED ABOUT YESTERDAY...

AND ALL IS FISH.) Always now. And again is as good as a gift horse. "Neigh, Neigh and thrice neigh" quoth the gift horse. "Stop messing around," his friend replied, sighed and nearly died — for in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we have left the kettle on the boil. Double, double, toil or quits. Bless thy five wits, Tom's a-cold and a nod's as good as a wink to toe of bat and eye of newt. What can one say? Two.

Word association football

It was interesting to note that the above timetable of events was diachronous — how very conventional. Is that it? No, there's more. What, more? I don't know. We shall have to see. Only time will tell: at the end of the day, it's only over when the final whistle blows. But I could go on until the cows come home to roost, but I wouldn't want to overstep the mark, which will soon be replaced by the ecu just stepped on my Foot was an excellent leader of the Labour Party time for tea for two's company, three's a crowd, far from the madding.

But enough word association football.

"Good game, Saint, at the end of the day
It's a game of 90 minutes and we're only halfway..."
to heavens above is that the time to buy a new watched pot calling the kettle black as night of the long knives forks and spoonful of sugar and spice and all the way home sweet home. Next!

Goodnight

    Strangs. (Loopy?)

    Sleepy strings
And tweety things
And bumps that go ping! in the night.

Evening activities

6.40   Geoff leaves (if having arrived) for Hall Dinner (if not disgusting) (if not theoretical impossibility) (if not parenthetical addition) (if not being about to have been returninged retrowentahomewards for afternoon snack and Syriac-source-sandwich).

6.45   Starts to rain.

6.50   Liz leaves for Hall Dinner (if having remembered).

6.55   Simon gets up.

7.00   Simon puts breakfast, lunch, dinner, fried egg, tinned beef 'n' onions and cup of tea in microwave and cooks until inedible — and eats it.

7.05   Liz returns, having (a) forgotten bike lights (b) lost her way (c) set out too late and missed Dinner.

8.30   All together again for a bit of sad 90's TV.

9.15   Geoffrey laughs at exceedingly funny joke on TV and brings down part of the ceiling.

10.03   Simon has bowl of non-breakfast cereal.

10.03.03   Liz has bowl of "breakfast cereal".

10.30   Simon starts to play a rather good game on the computer, when Geoff arrives desiring to play Kix (Just For).

11.30   Geoffrey starts running bath.

11.59   Geoffrey seizes radio and has bath.

12.00   Geoffrey already out of bath (just to show Liz).

1.00   Simon and Liz talking rubbish over toast.

1.47   Simon goes to bed and writes essay.

5.30   Liz goes to bed, having noticed that Simon has gone to bed.

Phallogocentrism

6.00pm   Cup of tea. Geoffrey has literal thought, so universe ends. However, just in time, Liz has written limerick, which, because impermanent, remains.

There once was a thinker eccentric
Whose discourse was phallogocentric
But outside the conventionalism
Of author-intentionalism
We need not enquire if he meant it.

("This is the way the world ends / This is the way the world ends / This is the way the world ends / Not with a bang but a whimper.")

Loops. (Strange?)

Afternoon activities

1.35pm   Geoffrey returns specifically to watch culturally limited Antipodean drama, having satisfied himself that the facts are where he left them (approximately, i.e. in writing). Liz stays around socially. Simon mad.

2.00pm   Simon mad. Has cup of tea. Liz listening to Shostakovich, which (unfortunately for Geoffrey) isn't accessible. Geoffrey retaliates with Abba and more "facts".

3.00pm   Simon has cup of tea. (Mad.) Geoffrey still at the "facts". Liz by this time trying to fit "phallogocentrism" into a limerick.

4.00pm   Simon has mad cup of tea. Geoffrey has "real" cup of tea. Liz has cup of coffee with deconstructed subjectivity (cheaper than biscuit). Universe born. God names (significantly) "God" as the father. Universe thus procreated in the relation of text and metatext.

5.00pm   Cup of tea mad. Simon drinks it anyway. Universe, as suspected, turns out to be the metaphoricity of a metaphor.

Morning activities

A guide to viewing — what's on at 39 William St

0900   All is still

0915   All is still still

0930   Geoffrey arises, breaks his fast, mends it again and departs — destination Bod (repeated same time tomorrow)

1045   Liz awakes and has a bath (repeated same time every day)

1100   Simon gets up

1145   Liz, having finished her ablutions, sits self in living room for breakfast

1245   Having sat for an hour, written gibber in the book and had breakfast, it's now time for lunch (also available in zebra)

1335   Despite protestations, Liz stays resolutely glued to her seat for Neighbours.

— to be continued