Past the edge of reezan

[gamble]

Yes that straight line night
I remember well
the night I FINALLY LOST
MY MORALITY.

…..There was a queue ahead and
a sign telling me to divert from the
third lane into the second.
I indicated and went sheeplike.
The third lane sped by me with lawbreakers
and I stuck to the rules for thirty minutes.
I had a copy of Grmes in my glovebox
but after half an hour it didn’t convince me
and the devil winked in my indicator and I
joined them – the hapless live for
the moment opportunists
and feck the holy ghost, I was in
the Dance brigade.
I stuck my nose out
defiantly I was driving a punk band
on conservative wheels.
I had become the enemy
and there would be no confessional
my horn was empowered.

[ricky lake]

Gamble , its been a while since I visited these shallow walls , and eureka you are posting again , it will take me at least 3 weeks to catch up on your posts and a lifetime to understand them

do you remember the big brother TRF version about 5 yrs ago , that was fun even if dark forces were afoot

Now give me a clue , how many Krones does it take to decipher this lot

cheers

Ricky

ps what ever happened to the baron of basingstoke ??

[gamble]

These are shallow walls
Ricky you have read Grimes.
Yes I was in that fake world of
big brother, but I played along,
because it was him,
Sharon Davies,
who swam against the tide,
and carried many with him,
because of his frightful energy.
He was an unstoppable force
a true addict, born of the word,
to die of the word.
Graysonscolumn has the same excellence
as verstile but more controlled and disciplined.
Davies was essentially the mad baron,
flipped, out of control, and wallowing
in the mud of expressionism.
But it took a long long time for
the hard lawyer to melt away
to leave a Johnny Rotten
back me lay me underbelly.
One important thing
he had a sense of humour,
and was determined to preserve
his pension.
I miss his brilliance

[graysonscolumn]

I think many of us do, o Friendsheep.

My current “Graysonscolumn is…” status relates to him as well, as it happens. It was suggested to me at Huntingdon recently that as both myself and himself share a penchant for black clothes and a fatal weakness for girth-swelling chicken franchises, I could probably get away with crashing the Mascot Grand National back at that venue next month, Boneless Feast in hand, and counter that I was wearing a costume – of him.

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to perform the task now, having met a setback in training – that setback being that my lungs, legs and feet don’t work. Hey ho.

gc

Jeremy Grayson. Son of immigrant. Adoptive father of two. Metadata librarian. Freelance point-to-point / horse racing writer, analyst and commentator wonk. Loves music, buses, cats, the BBC Micro, ale. Advocate of CBT, PACE and therapeutic parenting. Aspergers.

[ricky lake]

I just miss the quality posters and the excitement they generated , its a bit mundane now ,. but still Im glad your back and kicking ,

god I must get out more """

good night old pal and go easy on those crones

cheers

Ricky

[gamble]

Dear friend grays,
subject to the odd stab wound

I love an instantaneous reply,
and was full of mirth at your dexterity,
but an old Camembert and some Viennatta
ice cream delayed me.
I have had a thoroughly over the top evening
in fact Jilly would have even put up with
my psycho couch aged teeth to sample the rare delicatley age preserved vintages that have passed my ascerbic dancing lips tonight.

Grays in some senses you really
are the man in black.
Not quite a reincarnation
but we are thankful for the differences.

[graysonscolumn]

but an old Camembert and some Viennatta
ice cream delayed me.

I misread that at first as "an old Camembert Vienetta".

If your ice creams have turned to cheese, you really ought to check the best before dates a bit more diligently.

gc

Jeremy Grayson. Son of immigrant. Adoptive father of two. Metadata librarian. Freelance point-to-point / horse racing writer, analyst and commentator wonk. Loves music, buses, cats, the BBC Micro, ale. Advocate of CBT, PACE and therapeutic parenting. Aspergers.

[gamble]

Grays your mistake made me feel jolly.
In some ways we read what we want to
The camembert was planned for after the steak,
and after the ice cream. I have to tell you this internet world is full of mirrors.
What is the reality ?
Even Grimes couldn’t tell us.

My steak was beautifully cooked
but was interrupted by (a morning edit, )

Ricky your get out more admission
has eased the foxholes of this site.
There is just as much talent here
but the world has changed,
and it is a sadder world without Daylight,
and the impact of his passing is still being felt.

Cormack been a steadying force
and an inspiration in bringing things forward.
I see a lot of energy,
but a lot is suppressed.
Jim has even taken up square dancing
practising over the reckless mad furlong which is croc full of deviants who believe his kilt is the bees knees who cry out-
Jim…JTS, Just Try to Square

Hope you will hang around Ricky
but nothing is certain
you will certainly not read my old work
and in the words of Drone
’tis only a message board

[gamble]

It is three pm.

[gamble]

AM AM AM
oh dear oh dear oh dear
a man on death row
who doesn’t know
the time

[gamble]

So I felt a surge of exaltation on reading that during his acceptance speech on Tuesday, Charlie turned the tables and toasted — as in applied dangerous levels of heat — the critics who’d just given him their Best Actors award. He took a few moments to read what critics Charles Spencer, Michael Coveney and Robert Gore-Langton had written about his acting in the past. It was the long-awaited "gotcha".

Sleep well Dance
the above exhibits
why you are one
of the finest
and why
we all hate
your gotcha
porfessionalism..

I
I am nothing

[Zamorston]

Talk to me about insomnia gamble..

Please.

[gamble]

Zam you thought I had
gone to bed but no
I am sitting with the sound of
waves crashing down and
that gives me energy.
I could question you
Why oh why are you up
at this ungodly hour ?

Me I have an excuse
DEATH ROW

[gamble]

When the plague hit France
a few individuals put on
leather headgear
with frightening pointed noses
and administered bee sting cures
to the afflicted.

One hundred and fifty years later
we have sting who tortures us
with every breath we take.

[Zamorston]

Nothing quite as interesting as that.

I’ve got a great knack of knowing exactly the right time to go to bed so that I’m not tossing and turning all night laying there unable to go to sleep.

For some strange reason though I’m about 3 hours further on tonight than normal.

I’m out of books to read at the minute aswell, which probably hasn’t helped.

[gamble]

Morning all

Regular habits
and exercise
certainly help
you sleep.

I have just edited
the colour of my teeth

[Zamorston]

Afternoon.

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