[Surrogate's Blog]
A day without surrogate, is like any other day, except... without surrogate.Explaining the unexplainable - yo - yo
2007-10-02
Gooood evening Boys and Girls.So, first...
Five days. No backsliding, and fifty bucks in my "I didn't buy smokes today so I might as well save the money," jar - which is a clear plastic gallon jug that apparently once contained "Spinsel's Braided Butter Pretzels," though, since I don't remember ever eating or buying any "Spinsel's Braided Butter Pretzels," tells me that perhaps I picked up the plastic jar from one of my kids or something...
Regardless, I'm thinking that the fact I've mentioned "Spinsel's Braided Butter Pretzels," three times in just three paragraphs ought to warrant some sort of significant payment from the manufacturers of "Spinsel's Braided Butter Pretzels," (four times now...) to yours truly.
The other night I was talking with a friend about the fact that though I like to write song lyrics and music every now and again, that my mind works far too slowly to allow me to ever be the least bit successful in the Rap genre.
We yapped and yapped about the possibilities and eventually, one thing lead to another and soon I found I'd made the rash decision to entirely change the plot for my next novel from the well thought out and intricately woven story I've been devising for months to another fake biography; a format I've toyed with before.
So now, the next story will center around a large Caucasian female rapper whom, since she doesn't exactly look like Beyonce, finds it relatively easy to take on a tough "bad girl" image, an image she fosters and builds upon for a number of years.
After some solid sales with a smallish label, she signs with an established recording company run by "The Notorious D.U.D." To avoid contractual problems, she decides to change her name from Blond-Ora, the handle she'd used for years and the one that made her famous.
After much deliberation, and some focus group analysis, she and her manager decide on her new moniker, and at a hastily arranged press conference, "Attila Vanilla," is introduced to the world.
Unfortunately, even though her first CD release is enormously successful, it's found that her live performances feature not only almost constant lip synching, but that except for a couple of carefully timed "live" walk-ons, her entire stage show showcases a CG version of the poor gal. Attila Vanilla, it seems, has out Milly Vanilli-ed, Milli Vanilli...
And when someone throws water on her while she's in mid-performance?
Well, no-one can figure how or why she can be zapped into oblivion one moment and then come blasting back in-time for the next song...
Cool story?
No?
Oh well.
Be good to everyone.
artgrrl (2007-10-02)
Although five days and fifty bucks is 2 pk a day...
artgrrl (2007-10-02)
Good for you! I gave up smoking when we moved up here--no smoking allowed in or on the premises and I WANTED the premises. It was surprisingly easy. I'm 7-1/2 months now without a regret or a slipup!
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