One or two short, but pithy items…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s weather will feature icy droplets from on high, pink tufts on the horizon, the moon at noon, and shattered shard showers before bedtime.

Excuses for being late. No. 365.
I’m sorry I’m late, but there was a bull in the china shop.

A single overheard remark:
‘It was dapple and go Angela…’

I was getting on a bus yesterday; I had a brief interaction with the bus driver:
I started with, ‘Hiya..’
‘Hiya. You alright?’
‘Oh, yes… You?’
‘I’ve got achy shoulders.’ He shrugged them a few times for me.
‘It’ll be your posture. Try jiggling them for a bit,’ I suggested.
‘I’ve tried that.’
‘Oh, right… Perhaps you should look for a few bumps in the road to drive over, to shake ’em up a bit?’
‘Ho ho ho!…’
‘Ho ho ho!…’

Yes, I’m thinking of changing my name to Jim Nastix.

An observation:
Brrrr… Rather chilly in Dulltown today – the city centre is full of skinny-legged girls with their massive wide furry hoods in the up position.

How about a recent item of spam from my comments box?
This one seems to be from someone called Brettle:
Be prepared to fight for the bring up that you simply should have. Keep track of what you give the corporation by means of out of the year to enable you to make your situation if the time comes. Your supervisor will respect you for this and it also could effortlessly result in a much bigger increase than what you should have obtained normally.
Well Brettle, thank you for this useful information! I have been worrying about my bring up for some time – but your wise and measured words have reassured me big time. I feel I will have no more problems with the corporation supervisor any no more. Thank you again, and don’t hesitate to get touch me again soon.

Have you ever heard of Nervous Norvus dear reader? I listened to a track by him on my MP3 player a day or two ago – the song had some great lines in it, but my favourite was – My blue suedes were hotter than a two dollar gun… (Click here)

A single overheard remark:
‘Peter, it was just ten minutes on the pedalo!…’ (P)

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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3 Responses to One or two short, but pithy items…

  1. Jheron Bash says:

    Oh, that Nervous Norvus, he’s a card, isn’t he? That should probably be “he was a card, wasn’t he?” And Jim Nastix – why didn’t I think of that? I’m always on the look out for interesting names – though I bow to your greater experience in that field!

  2. Now I get how things work, now that I’ve learned the correct term for increased compensation, the “bring up”. Fantastic, I anticipate smooth sailing ahead. Thanks!!!

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