hearsay

i had to trash my old version of this blog to get rid of corrupt data. no one knows how it got there. hackers, they say… hacking into your comments. that plus mega spam was just too much. but the intrepid timbomb dumped and relaunched and i’m back on the new improved wp. weirdest thing is that you can now edit the timestamp, so when i brought in my old posts which i’d saved, but forgot to save the dates, i had to try to remember when i posted them. days, dates, memory, rumours… all one big earbleed

very excited about the code working to play the sound directly, thnx Chris. definitely filing this under procrastination. Is this a well know stage of blogging, when you’re more excited about the categories than the posts? At least I’ve gotten past the urge to come up with a new category for each post. ..or have I… now I think about it, I really want a category called glossalalia. Watch that space.

‘I’d rather not know’ is my new catgeory. I like it… for the things I don’t want to see and hear. I hope it will work like magic. I remember when my friend Leola told me to write the names of evil people and put them in the freezer… a sort of whitegoods voodoo. I may have to rename the category to get just the right wavelength. cold

‘Then he threw on the deck before us whole handfuls of frozen words, which looked like crystallized sweets of different colours. We saw some words gules [red ermine in heraldry], or gay quips, some vert [green], some azure [blue], some sable [yellow], and some or [gold]. When we warmed them a little between our hands, they melted like snow, and we actually heard them, though we did not understand them, for they were in a barbarous language.’

Francois Rabelais, Gargantua and Pantagruel. Trans. J. M. Cohen. London: Penguin, 1955. First published in French in 1530-1534. p.569

I think of this when my neighbors invade my aural space… I want to freeze their words and throw them back through their windows in the middle of the night.The words will slowly unfreeze with the warmth of dawn and wake them with a terrible start.

plunge