and I are both single, this cartoon may in fact shed some light
on why this is so... do ya think?
Conversations with Wazza.
Just a little scene setting here to start this post, I am spending the Australia Day weekend at Wazza’s place in Brisbane, WAZZA IS THE LOUD ONE you will recall if you are a regular reader.
Over many years we have developed a sort of shorthand style of conversation that I have often thought of taping, (but then again how interesting would one continuous Bleep…Bleep...Bleep be) the monologues develop from nowhere and move rapidly into the realms of our own brand of humor.
Perhaps the best description of them would be that we compete to interrupt one another’s conversations with totally irrelevant side issues the winner is usually the one who can make the last interruption before we both collapse with laughter, (this in itself is a sight worth seeing as there is a LOT of us having fun and when our bellies start bouncing in harmony… well I’ll leave you to conjure up your own image.)
So here we are sitting at the dinner table talking about Wazza’s sister Denise receiving the Order of Australia (OA) and the post he did about it, when from out of nowhere off we went.
“I’ve gotta be honest Wazza I think Denise’s paintings are about the standard of a talented 4 year old”.
“YEAH SHE IS A BIT LIKE PICASSO AT TIMES”
“Picasso, he’s the one who cut of his ear isn’t he?”
“NAH THAT WAS VAN GOUGH”
“You mean Van Go”
“YEAH THE DEAF GUY”
“No wonder he was deaf, he cut his f*****g ear off”
“WHEN WAS THE
“about 1975 I think, why do you ask?”
“WELL THERE’S A PICTURE OF DENISE AND I WITH THE PARTIALLY FINISHED OPERA HOUSE IN THE BACKGROUND WHEN SHE FIRST WENT OVERSEAS”
“Yeah… who played Van Go in that movie they did about his life years ago?”
“I DUNNO BUT I LIKED THE SCENE WHERE HE HID UNDER THE BED”
“Nah that was a different movie, that was about Rembrandt or someone”
“NO I THINK IT WAS ARMADEUS, OR WAS IT THE BENNY GOODMAN STORY OR PERHAPS THE BEN HOGAN STORY.. OR…”
Hey you’re getting good at this conversation caper, you won’t need my input soon”
We take up the story once again at the meal table, but this time we have driven down to the ocean front at Wynum where we bought some beautiful fresh fish and chips and sat around in a lovely sea breeze to eat, such an ideal location soon had a discussion going, we spoke of many things including blogging.
“You really should blog more regularly Wazza”
“NAH, CAN’T FIT IT IN MATE IT INTERFERES WITH MY PORN VIEWING TIME TOO MUCH”
“No seriously you posts are good… sometimes a bit too long but always interesting”
“YEAH THAT MAYBE, BUT PORN VIEWING IS MORE FUN”
“OK you win, if I’m going to be reduced to serious conversations with you we both might as well watch porn”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN… I RESEMBLE THAT REMARK”
“Yeah well you can reassemble it all you want it won’t change the oil in my engine”
“WHAT THE F*** HAS THE OIL IN YOUR ENGINE GOT TO DO WITH RED WINE”
“Not a whole hell of a lot but t sure beats being hungry”
“ THINK IT’S TIME WE GOT YOU IN OUT OF THIS FRESH AIR, YOU’RE STARTING TO LOOSE THE PLOT AND IT'S STARTING TO SOUND SENSIBLE TO ME”
This is just a very brief look at what we can easily fill in several hours doing until as I said one of us can’t go on because we are engulfed by laughter.
I guess you will work out for yourselves that our visits are always fun, and have been for the last 30 years or so now.