earth moving

Last night:
In the middle of a fairly predictable dream of renegade buckaneers racing around the english countryside and suburbs, which made the transition to an anarchic immersion team game of killing and the undead, I happened to have pointed out to me a some huge futuristic earth-moving machine that was apparently to feature in some new blockbuster porn film. The natural question was:
– “Are AC/DC doing the soundtrack?”
The answer was in the negative so obviously I replied
– “Well, I’m not interested then”

At my desk this afternoon:
Eavesdropping on a discussion of interest rates and ‘rho’ my overtired mind turned it into a contemplation of the pros and cons of cutting our garden with a small tractor.

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Caspar is just one monkey among billions. Battering his keyboard without expectations even of peanuts, let alone of aping the Immortal Bard. By day he is an infantologist at Birkbeck Babylab, by night he runs
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