Friday, July 20, 2007

The Big B, The Boz-Meister, The B-Man

It’s time to take a stand, to lay cards on the table, to stop flip-flopping and shilly-shallying about. Upon careful consideration, Off Message hereby endorses Boris Johnson, MP for Henley, as its preferred candidate for Mayor of London. Yes, he’s a Tory. Yes, he’s a toff. But here’s the thing: at least he’s unlikely to cosy up to Hugo fucking Chavez or the Muslim Brotherhood, or liken a Jewish reporter to a Nazi concentration camp guard.

Let the cry ring out: Boris for Mayor!

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Monsoon

The heavens have opened and the streets are running like rivers.

On the plus side, my headache has gone, so it’s not all bad news.

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Texas Chainsaw Massacre (on a Stick)

There’s a man over the road cutting back a tree with a chainsaw on the end of a long pole. What a fantastic murder weapon that would make for in a movie. I demand that Texas Chainsaw Massacre (on a Stick) be made RIGHT NOW.
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Still,

nice cup of tea helps.

Ahhh.

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The world

is a glowering grey today, a menacing mass of cloud squatting over London with murder in mind. Death by downpour threatens, and for the past three days a pressure system has been building in my head, squeezing my brain like a vice. Ngh.
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