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Guest Week, Day 3
Jul. 29th, 2003 05:52 pmWell, the world at large said "duh".
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ninja_arzt tell you about his adventures in hair. Me, I tried to dye it black and, despite tattooing myself with schmutz and nearly destroying the bathroom, ended up with off-chestnut instead. I made chilli (which, unlike my curry, does not melt teeth at range), they ate, we dyed. Pun intended -- we laughed so hard we nearly had embolisms, all three of us. Rang nightskywarlock and scarred him. Ah, the fun.
Went to the Natural History Museum today, but not very enjoyable because of screaming kids. We mocked, moved on. Had Chinese buffet food, which I gave a Christian burial. (White shroud, chopsticks laid across it in manner of crucifix.) This I did to make sure it didn't crawl free of the dumpster-grave and follow us. "Ve come to suck your digestive acids..." Then Tate Modern. They've removed the oak tree and the chicken knickers and the orgasm machine but there's still the "Come and See the Violence" and the piano. Then there was me looking out a window onto one of the lower levels and saying toninja_arzt "Now this is art. All those people, moving around in their own little lives ... and because of the glass, I can't hock a loogie on 'em". Then me looking over my shoulder and seeing some woman peering over my shoulder, smiling ruefully -- completely taken in by my spiel until the punchline -- and then walking away.
I think we offended most of the staff and several of the patrons. No, we don't have any sense of embarrassment. At least we didn't burst into song -- yesterday we sang "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" at top volume on a packed Tube train.
I could go on, but what's the point? It'd only hurt my hands and I can tell you more on request. Suffice it to say it's been fun.
Thess
We didn't buy much -- we're saving that for Friday. And I'll let
ninja_arzt tell you about his adventures in hair. Me, I tried to dye it black and, despite tattooing myself with schmutz and nearly destroying the bathroom, ended up with off-chestnut instead. I made chilli (which, unlike my curry, does not melt teeth at range), they ate, we dyed. Pun intended -- we laughed so hard we nearly had embolisms, all three of us. Rang nightskywarlock and scarred him. Ah, the fun.Went to the Natural History Museum today, but not very enjoyable because of screaming kids. We mocked, moved on. Had Chinese buffet food, which I gave a Christian burial. (White shroud, chopsticks laid across it in manner of crucifix.) This I did to make sure it didn't crawl free of the dumpster-grave and follow us. "Ve come to suck your digestive acids..." Then Tate Modern. They've removed the oak tree and the chicken knickers and the orgasm machine but there's still the "Come and See the Violence" and the piano. Then there was me looking out a window onto one of the lower levels and saying to
ninja_arzt "Now this is art. All those people, moving around in their own little lives ... and because of the glass, I can't hock a loogie on 'em". Then me looking over my shoulder and seeing some woman peering over my shoulder, smiling ruefully -- completely taken in by my spiel until the punchline -- and then walking away.I think we offended most of the staff and several of the patrons. No, we don't have any sense of embarrassment. At least we didn't burst into song -- yesterday we sang "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" at top volume on a packed Tube train.
I could go on, but what's the point? It'd only hurt my hands and I can tell you more on request. Suffice it to say it's been fun.
Thess
