I could do with getting out of London for a bit. I very seldom feel like this, but here we are. London is a patchwork of the fabulous and the shit, and all I've seen of it lately is the shit. I am heading for green open spaces, sea views, and a reminder that most of Not-London is populated by lumpy white people who read the Daily Mail and complain a lot. It does one good to be reminded, now and then.
I had a tooth hoicked out last Friday by Ian's brilliant, strapping great Danish dentist, who restrains his mane with hairgrips, listens to salsa music while he works, and who is overwhelmingly generous with his anaesthetic. By the time it was over, I was high; even my fingers were numb; and when I went to Boots to buy Nurofen Plus, I sounded like Scooby Doo. But it is gone, and so is the abscess that was under it, and I spent a week feeling like I'd been punched in the face, on antibiotics that left me sort of flat and pffft and miserable. I have eaten about eighty frillion probiotics in the last two days, and am beginning to perk up a bit.
Tomorrow, we leave behind the daily shite of Clapham Road for something a bit more like this.
I will be driving around it in this,
and that makes me very happy.And that is about all I have time for, because I have to stuff an awful lot of things into that tiny little car before Ian comes home and tries to stop me. I will be back next Friday, by which time the world will have ended.
That reminds me: I created a Flickr group last night, open to all. You know it's the Rapture on Saturday? Well, try to get a photo of it, and of what you were doing when it happened. I checked the TV Guide and it's on at 6 PM everywhere, so if you live in LA you get to watch it happen to Europe and the East Coast first, like New Year fireworks. Put on your best tin hat, take a picture, and I'll see you on the other side.
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oh yeah! i totally forgot about rapture! good thing we have plans to get roaring drunk in a small out-of-the-way town. perhaps the lord will skip it in his haste to torch the sinful goings on in larger metropolitan areas.
we're taking Jacob and six of his pals bowling on Saturday afternoon - if that's not total hell, I don't know what is.
Thanks for reminding me about The Rapture. I won't bother with a 2litre bottle of milk then.
Will be ready with the camera.
I wonder what I should pack in my overnight case?
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I am watching performance art in a Brussels metro station on Saturday night. I should imagine the end of the world will be very welcome after about 5 minutes.
I'll be with the rest of the sinners Left Behind in Houston International Airport (a more humid branch of Hell).
I plan on having some red wine and some very "special" touches with my man. Might as well blow his mind while the world is blowing up.
I really have to start reading newspapers again (Daily Mail, natch). I had to google "Rapture". Imagine my surprise to discover The End Is Nigh! I just assumed you were referring to a red-nose-day concert or something. I wonder if I'll even notice - the Ham of Clap on a saturday evening is pretty much Damnation anyway.
It might not be too late to arrange pet care:
http://www.aftertherapturepetcare.com/
I shall most likely be on my way home from work. Since we have a higher than average concentration (for Murica, anyway) of godless heathens, I am hopeful the roadway won't be too strewn with unmanned vehicles careening out of control.
Also, it must be said that Esme's pose is simply too adorable.
Have fun on holiday.
I'll do my best to have a divine time...though as a devout devotee of the Church of the Sub Genius, I'm not sure the world will be ending...probably the slack will just be picking up.
Must investigate.
Lucky you getting to take the old Morris Minor out for a spin. When I get my own '59 (Volkswagen, that is) back on the road, I expect some sort of celebratory jaunt will be in order, too.
I haven't received the memo about the Rapture. Is it perhaps just a northern hemisphere event this time? I hope so, because my almost 8yo is going to be VERY disappointed if he doesn't get his Ben10 Ultimatrix for his birthday next week.
This made me think of you:
http://style.icanhascheezburger.com/2011/05/19/cool-accessories-octopus-mustache-nose-job/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+IfShoesCouldKill+%28If+Shoes+Could+Kill%29&utm_content=Google+Reader
Have a great trip!
They won't let me into the other side**. I will be left here with the other godless pagans until Oct. 21 when, apparently, we, left-behinds, will be sent somewhere very warm.
**If it's going to be filled with the people I think it will be, thank God (yes, you with the beard).
Ballet recital - 2 hours of ballet recital, ages 3 through 18. And because we don't take this too seriously, this is not the "good" ballet school. Which means even the older kids will probably suck.
Damn, I thought it was next year. The Rapture, I mean. I can't wait to see what kind of hippy dipshit Jesus actually looks like with his long hair & wear sandles and a *robe*? He won't fit in with 90% of the people lining up to shake his clammy little hand, will he? Oh, to be in hell now that Autumn is here... have a great holiday & see you on the other side!
Sorry. I got all excited by the thought of seeing all my dead friends in hell that I substituted 'wear' for 'his'. Robe and sandals, that is. Oh, go to hell.
It's good that you're getting out of town for the Rapture. We've been stock piling food and water and may even go buy a generator. Wait...I think I've confused "rapture" with "Y2K". Oh well.
Have a great trip!
Apparently, the guy who started this whole 5/21/11 rapture thing has apparently predicted the rapture 2 or 3 times before, and been wrong every time. I think someone just needs a hug.
http://media.photobucket.com/image/recent/breley/Misc/velocirapture1.jpg
I am very sorry I didn't take any pictures but I did spend the Rapture with Leonard Nimoy. True! We were on the same plane from Dallas to LAX.
crosslyhmph! I didn't get any Rapture.
There's something wrong with your photo there, the sky color is completely off.
!! I loved this post... and I also love in your profile where you say you like to re-write your old posts!! So do I. sssshhh. xxx
What do you think of this? - London to Ireland for 1 pound and 50 pences... - I wonder how they make money - smuggling? drug trafficking? slavery? -- maybe for your next trip they can tow your VW or carry it in the luggage compartment
Here's the link - http://uk.megabus.com/ServiceAdvisories.aspx?id=19950
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