09 March 2005

Drink Nike

I had a dream that Michael Jackson had another accident with his nose. The doctors assure him they've got everything patched up as good as new. He leaves the infirmary in conspicuously normal street clothes, looking like a bug in a ballcap.

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One of my favourite jokes, yanked from a footnote in Brian Eno's A Year With Swollen Appendices. If you don't find it at least darkly amusing, we'd better part ways right about here.

Scene 1: Brigadier calls the sergeant-major into his office. "Just received notification that Private Jones's parents have been killed in a car crash. You'll have to break it to him, Sar'nt-Major, but please be a little delicate about it this time, will you?"

Scene 2: On the parade ground. Sergeant-major addresses his troops: "All those with living parents one step forward! ... Where d'you think you're going, Jones?"

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The mark of literary success is when you publish a novel & Iron Maiden writes a song about it.


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