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Helen Bristol 23 June 2003 17:52 Deja Vu
I quote " Fruit bodies most linicolous, growing on either living or dead
wood:varying in shape but nearly always distinctlu gelatinous and often
brightly coloured when wet. They shrink a good deal if they become dry,
assuming a rigid and horny texture and often becoming inconspicuous.
Some dry right up to a varnish-like patch, but all regain their normal
gelatinous and colourful state when wet again." Sound familiar?
Oh, yes, this is a Jelly Fungus. Flat Eric would have become the
Incredible Hulk if he'd been out in the garden here this morning.
Vile Jelly 23 June 2003 18:01
Curses, my secret is out! I can not deny it, I am that fungus. Hence my need
to keep myself eternally and internally moist with the soothing balm of Doom
Bar.
What happened in your garden that would have so enraged FE? Or are you
referring to being subjected to overdoses of gammon radiation like Dr. Bruce
Bannaner?
Helen Bristol 23 June 2003 22:34 In the garden? Not to enrage FE but bulk him up - monsoon, small floods etc. Vile Jelly 24 June 2003 09:15 No thanks, boy. The Reporting Team are quite heavy enough to tote around without adding to my woes (and back pain)! Helen Bristol 24 June 2003 18:04
But surely you don't take them ALL out each time? No, I thought
not....................so what you griping about?
Ah, I see CM has been sleeping on my keyboard again.................unless its
reaching puberty.
Vile Jelly 25 June 2003 09:55
Because individually they are heavy too, especially when full of beer. The
Shauns must live off a diet of cannonballs and as for 'Munkeh', well, let's
just say it feels more like you're lugging Johnny Vegas!
Good luck with the keyboard. The RT keep spilling beer on mine. Eventually it
ends up so sticky that I dread to thing what would happen if CM tried to sleep
on it. You'd probably need a crowbar to prise them apart.
Helen Bristol 26 June 2003 18:22
Had one of those 'who turned-the-lightbulb-on, scales-falling-from-my eyes'
moments yesterday. Listening to Wrighty, what a brilliant bloke, so many
near-useless factoids. Enyway, "they" have discovered
that baldness in men is due to pre-mature ageing of the scalp. Well,
that explains a lot about single, 30-something,Caucasian fellows who
have a houseful of cuddly toys that they throw out of the pram when they can't
get their own way. Old head on young shoulders. Having a small
senior moment here cos I can't think who came to mind.................it'll
come to me eventually.
Spent time at the Forum ( the grandiose name for the new library in Norwich)
researching for the Big Dig on Sunday. Unfortunately the archives are in
the process of being moved from County Hall to the Forum so much of the
material is unavailable ( and can I find the notes I made last time I looked
through them?) so had to make do with what I could get my mits on. Main
thing of interest (to me anyway) was that the land that I thought used to
belong to this site didn't ,c'est la railway station. Also in true
Dickensian style the local solicitors in 1839 were Hazard and Son.
Vile Jelly 26 June 2003 18:55
Very true, very proper, very right (as opposed to Very Light, which at least
has a bit of flare!).
So, I'm a sad loser. Hardly rocket science, who else would come up with
something like SSI except the aforementioned sad loser?
I believe that someone once observed that without love we are nothing, in
which case I was and am nothing. Unless support from cuddly animals counts in
which case there might be hope for me yet .....
..... otherwisely .....
Helen Bristol 26 June 2003 21:56 oh, for god's sake man! there is hope.........there is belief......Scorpios are supposed to be controllers........... I get very pissed off with all this self pity.......get a grip......why have you no love? even for cuddly animals? Vile Jelly 27 June 2003 15:36
Self-pity? Pah!
I do believe that if you care to review your previous oeuvre you will find
that that it was you, in your personal capacity as yourself, who intimated
that a thirty-something bloke living with a bunch of cuddly animals was a bit
strange.
As to why I have no love, you'll have to ask everyone else as they are
supposed (according to the manual) to be the ones giving it. Not being a
psychic, psychologist or anthropologist I have always found it very hard to
explain other people's behaviour.
Anyway, the Reporting Team seem to like me. Well, they let me buy them beer
and type up their website. What greater definition of love could there be?
Helen Bristol 27 June 2003 16:34
You mis-took the emphasis. There is nothing strange about said behaviour
in a person who has yet to mature. Ask Ann, she'll confirm that.
As to the love thing - p'r'aps you just don't recognise it!
Vile Jelly 27 June 2003 22:04
Mebbee .....
..... but then again, if cuddly animals do turn out to be the supreme beings
of the universe, you 'mature and sensible' people are going to be left looking
pretty foolish!
Of course, I'll be in dead lumber for trying to take some small credit for
their website!
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