Tuesday, August 02, 2005

The Solitary Reader

A grey day, rain bringing thoughts of death in Bombay.
Files.
Meetings ahead, morons a-waiting.


I wish ...



7 comments:

S said...

Send some rain our way, man. These random showers that last for approximately 17 seconds are sapping my faith in the monsoon.

J. Alfred Prufrock said...

Youngsta', please note the following points.

1 - YOU waxed eloquent about how you love the monsoons over there. Quit cribbing now. (And start posting)

2 - YOU suggested we start a m.a.s. What use is your comment unless you wax eloquent about my post?
(See the nice pik-chah? No? Well, GO LOOK. PRAISE it! Capische?)

3 - Since when do you want rains sent your way rather than hot babes? (I wonder why you didn't hit on that colleague of your's where we met. Does her father own the 'hood?)

4 - What would you do in the rains anyway? I can hardly picture you doing the "Badol diner prothom kodom phool" bit.

5 - In case you missed (1) above - POST!

J.A.P.

J. Alfred Prufrock said...

And yes, since YOU are such a dude on BlogShares, mail me and explain the damn thing!

J.A.P.

Anonymous said...

Very nice pic-true. You tyke it? But 'minded me of when eye-glass chap put me face into this garyogle machne & said to look in middle - similar landscape with similar red blog (er, blob) in meddle-ground; kept shifting very fast; culd nae keep-up; been seeing misty-like since.

Genie said...

Be careful what you 'bask' for...

Heh Heh said...

"Meetings ahead. Morons a-waiting"
I relate to that a lot...

J. Alfred Prufrock said...

Anon, thankee kindly. Garyogle? And the pic may be from a folder named Edinburgh, but it's taken in Lancaster, so you can stop trying for a Scots burr.

Genie, I'd be a basket case?

Fingeek, they're everywhere.

J.A.P.