Fort Fuck-Up / Friday
BMV bought the legal ad. Can you believe it?
Mike is here sitting beside me reading my copy of
Loaded which I‘ve just bought. So I thought I’d get
some thoughts down while they’re still hot.
R and I got some good Miller Lite ads done today
I also got the new stuff to Bill. He’s going away
next week. Me too I’ll be staying at the Arlesbury
Hotel on Sunset Boulevard. Robert Aardstrong
sounded impressed by this so it must be a good hotel.
Today was more relaxed though. One of the quieter
ones I‘ve had. Tiley was funny. There was an ad involving
a crash dummy and the client was agrguing about whether
the style of photography would prevent the public from
understanding it was a dummy as opposed to …
”An Alien?” Tiley asked really seriously.
Fuck, maybe he was serious.
Mother wants money.
She virtually asked me for money on the phone.
She hints at it every chance she gets. Her phone bill.
Her passport renewal. So she can visit her favourits son.
No not me. Brian. Her airfare.
Mike just asked me if I ever listened to Echo and the
Bunny Men. I said yes but I never did. I hated them.
And the Cure too. Anyway back to Ma I’ll send her the
money but in my own time. Well I don’t want to tell
her I’m sending it and then not do it.
And I’ll send her that Irish fiver that
I found in an old pair of trousers.
That’ll freak her out. She’ll think,
“The stingy little bastard.”
After the State Fair.
Went to the State Fair with Ike, Derry and yes Trisha.
She has a nice car and probably makes good money.
I actively resisted her advances. She told me Frank
Fitzpatrick of Killalon Fitzpatrick fame, isn’t going to
AA meetings which made me feel better because
I knew he was fucked up and I was glad to know that
this was why. She also said there is no tax on the money
you make when you sell your house in Minnesota. Good
news. I like her, but not in that way if you know what I mean
She’s sparky and interesting and pushy anyway I
kind of got the ‘ump “ with her because I wanted to go
so I could ring ‘Me mammy” who, when I did ring her said
“Why did you bother?’ Can’t win. Still I was happy to get
that info about Frank Fitzpatrick. She could be described as
the nympho with the info (if she was sexually casual
and had lots of information to impart) I wanted
to be alone. I succeeded.
1pm Saturday | Labour day weekend
Mike just Rang and said Princess Di and her new
boyfriend are dead. I can’t believe it. They were being
chased by Paparazzi. In Paris.In their cars and they crashed.
The press created her and then destroyed her. I liked her.
I feel genuinely sad. I really do. She was cool.
Poor thing. All she ever did was behave herself.
Mike is here sitting beside me reading my copy of
Loaded which I‘ve just bought. So I thought I’d get
some thoughts down while they’re still hot.
R and I got some good Miller Lite ads done today
I also got the new stuff to Bill. He’s going away
next week. Me too I’ll be staying at the Arlesbury
Hotel on Sunset Boulevard. Robert Aardstrong
sounded impressed by this so it must be a good hotel.
Today was more relaxed though. One of the quieter
ones I‘ve had. Tiley was funny. There was an ad involving
a crash dummy and the client was agrguing about whether
the style of photography would prevent the public from
understanding it was a dummy as opposed to …
”An Alien?” Tiley asked really seriously.
Fuck, maybe he was serious.
Mother wants money.
She virtually asked me for money on the phone.
She hints at it every chance she gets. Her phone bill.
Her passport renewal. So she can visit her favourits son.
No not me. Brian. Her airfare.
Mike just asked me if I ever listened to Echo and the
Bunny Men. I said yes but I never did. I hated them.
And the Cure too. Anyway back to Ma I’ll send her the
money but in my own time. Well I don’t want to tell
her I’m sending it and then not do it.
And I’ll send her that Irish fiver that
I found in an old pair of trousers.
That’ll freak her out. She’ll think,
“The stingy little bastard.”
After the State Fair.
Went to the State Fair with Ike, Derry and yes Trisha.
She has a nice car and probably makes good money.
I actively resisted her advances. She told me Frank
Fitzpatrick of Killalon Fitzpatrick fame, isn’t going to
AA meetings which made me feel better because
I knew he was fucked up and I was glad to know that
this was why. She also said there is no tax on the money
you make when you sell your house in Minnesota. Good
news. I like her, but not in that way if you know what I mean
She’s sparky and interesting and pushy anyway I
kind of got the ‘ump “ with her because I wanted to go
so I could ring ‘Me mammy” who, when I did ring her said
“Why did you bother?’ Can’t win. Still I was happy to get
that info about Frank Fitzpatrick. She could be described as
the nympho with the info (if she was sexually casual
and had lots of information to impart) I wanted
to be alone. I succeeded.
1pm Saturday | Labour day weekend
Mike just Rang and said Princess Di and her new
boyfriend are dead. I can’t believe it. They were being
chased by Paparazzi. In Paris.In their cars and they crashed.
The press created her and then destroyed her. I liked her.
I feel genuinely sad. I really do. She was cool.
Poor thing. All she ever did was behave herself.
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