Made by my head
Music, Ireland. Grey, name. My name. A step ladder. This house was built in a bog. Music is the window. I fell off a step ladder.





Saturday, January 14, 2006

 

Music. Stanley Super 800.


I've got my own TV series and people are saying I'm the next Sopranos, ow! stop shooting me. I'm supposed to say something about the wall and... the wall and the people with the things, and the box the things came in, and maybe if I close my eyes this sentence wil go away and when I open them again the dog will have run away with my glasses and I'll say, 'You're always trying to steal my glasses,' and laugh, and a vampire will be swaying from side to side on a swing with Melanie, and she'll be very tempted to go away with him.


It's time to open the eyes again. This 'closing my eyes' thing is very useful. I can think of lots of sentences that would be much more bearable if I couldn't see them. I wonder where the dog, my glasses and Melanie are.


Band: Stanley Super 800.


Another Cork band. They make most other bands sound as if they've been spending more time trying to get their wigs to eat food than on their music.


Website:

http://www.stanleysuper800.com/


Rabbits. The last sentence was supposed to end with the words 'are great', but that's so last sentence. Squirrels are in this sentence, or no, that was the last sentence. This sentence it's post boxes. That was actually the sentence before the last one. Rabbits will come back in eventually, though.




He shoots, he scores, he glues himself to a lilac tree. Let's kick him.

A walk in the rain - Poetry. Ireland. Reading the news with no trousers.
Very Slight Stories - Very short stories.
Henry Seaward-Shannon - Slightly longer short-stories.






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