We continued our pattern of two days doing nothing,
followed by one day of doing too much. Today (day eight), we went on another
trip. This one was really nice – we went to good places that were warm and
interesting. I didn’t spot any “funny” billboards though, so I’m LIVID. What
does a guy gots to do to get blog fuel around heres, huh? (That’s how I talk
for the duration of that sentence.)
Luckily, I’ve finished the Stewart Lee book, so my
writing style will no longer be so derivative. Or if it is, it will be
derivative of something completely different. I’ve just finished Henry James’s The Turn of the Screw, which is an unsettling
horror story. I don’t think I can write like him though.
The other thing I’ve been reading is a volume of Jamie
Hernandez’s Love and Rockets comic. (His
brother Gilbert also does them, but I haven’t got anything by him yet.)
Man, it is a classy comic book. It’s full of strong,
complex, predominantly female, characters, beautiful artwork, wrestling, punk
rock, Latino slang, sex, dinosaurs, gang violence - all combined to make
incredibly funny and often moving stories. Love
and Rockets began in the early eighties, and is still going (or at least
was until recently). Classy, classy stuff.
I’ve started to use ‘classy’ as a compliment more and
more recently. I think the word fell out of fashion when it became associated
with monocles and hot tub chandeliers. But it’s time it was reclaimed for
things refined, sophisticated, and of high quality. They don’t have to be posh
or stuffy.
Love and Rockets
is classy.
The three things I’ve recently been describing as classy
are:
1)
Love
and Rockets
2) Former
AWA wrestling champion Nick Bockwinkel.
To be fair, he probably fits the original definition too. He was a star in the
seventies and eighties. In character, he was a superior heel. Out of character,
he seems like a real gentleman. Classy.
3) Rickie Lambert, striker for Southampton
FC. He's a classy footballer. People who don’t watch him regularly may think he’s just a big, strong
lower-league brute. But he has a vision and touch that’s a joy to behold. He
can knock the ball down, or hold it up and bring others into play. His passing
is incredible. He’s a bit like Dimitar “the Scimitar” Berbatov in that he moves
slowly, but everything he does is crafted beautifully. He may not have pace,
but he has vision. And he scores goals. And he’s good in the air. And he’s
excellent with set-pieces. And he’s never missed a penalty. And Andy Carroll is
in the England squad ahead of him.
That was weird. My three things there relate to comics,
wrestling and football. These are three of my main interests, but I don’t talk
about them much. I suppose I worry that people won’t be interested. But how
would that explain the rest of my content? I can’t be writing my usual
meaningless waffle because I think people are actually reading.
My other main interest is comedy.
Hey here’s a joke that I sort-of thought about, but gave
up before finishing!
My cousin wrote to
the police repeatedly, claiming she was being “storked”. They didn’t seem to
take her seriously. Which just goes to show – spelling matters. Ironically, she ended up pregnant.
The good thing about the storked/stalked confusion is
that it’s a joke which doesn’t work either out loud or written down. The
mistake might make sense in some third medium – i.e. telepathy.
Also, why would she write to the police? Also, why
wouldn’t she offer any further details? Also, is this a "rape joke"?
As I said, I never finished it. There are a few kinks to
work out.
4) Comedy.
Classy.
***
Isn’t it weird that “worship” and “warship” are only one
letter different, but are completely different things? And, to a lesser extent,
“workshop”.
I think the Turkish air is doing wonders for my ponders.
When I’m back in Blighty (which is what I call my kilt), I’m going to grind to
a halt. That’s why this blog is such a valuable resource. It’s like a humour
reservoir. A reservoir-ha-ha, you might say. In the barren months ahead, I can
revisit these blog posts and think “Storked. Yes. There’s something in that.”
No comments:
Post a Comment