Soul Man, a pensioner in a 5-year-old's body. He tapped, he grooved, he sung. Not so much square peg in round hole, only a drunken joiner would try that, just an inebriated old man who not only believed that he was lord of the dance, but one willing to demonstrate publicly that while most of the time you are stuck behind a slow-moving Punto crammed full of retirees, occasionally Michael Jackson's spirit will clamber inside an elderly Foster-drinker and turn him into the world's worst nightmare.
Trashy Christmas lights, an irritable Jack Russell and the infuriating sounds of Bryan Adams, but that old man danced like all depended on it, he grooved to every track on that unimaginably tasteless playlist but bloody hell, as I enjoyed a solitary pint of flat, pipes-need-cleaning Stella after a soul-destroying evening grouting the bathroom, he made my day.
Just before I left, as Led Zep took the room, he shook and shuddered like a microwave plate off its runners, rubbed his hands with glee and single-handedly made the world feel just great. It's all about the little things.
Rubbish, OWO, Braja, Dumbass, GI, Harmony, everybody, miss the old days. Suspect I've dropped off most of your readers by now, but I couldn't resist.
The "sequel" to Perdido Street Station, one of my absolute favourites, and I'm enjoying it just as much, if not more so.
The worlds and races Mieville creates are simply superb. If you've not read this series and you like "weird fiction" then please crack on and get reading.
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Mo? But the papers all said you were dead. I always suspected a cover-up.
PS. And from my country to yours, you're welcome for Bryan Adams. Don't worry though, we're replacing him with Justin Beiber. From Canada with love, Merry Christmas.
Good grief, my cover-up has been foiled.
Already having the nightmares about MJ in an old Foster drinker's body. Surely he'd prefer a young one? A VERY young one. SNAP!
Welcome back!
You my dear are even funnier than I remembered...
Classic post from you and so good to see you pop up in the reader!
Aww nice to see you again :)
Mo who?
Is this a sign of more musings to come?
Funny you should mention the grout thing. My wife frequently refers to me as the "old grout". Wait, no...that's grouch. Forget it. Seasons greetings!
I imagine you are indeed an old grout...
Aw man, you should have called. These days, tile and grout is what I'm about. Agree about the beer though, cheers.
Tile + grout = beer. Well, tile + grout -> beer anyway. Maybe I should try tile + grout + beer = ?
I am most certain that tile + grout + beer = an area rug. I'm not ready to explain why I know that.
Hey, Mo! Glad to see you back!
That Bryan Adams is the capper. Would have put me off my feed, too.
Great scene, my man. Huzzah!
Yeah I'm just glad I wasn't eating at the time. Huzzah
Mo!!!! So good to see you pop up, what a wonderful Christmas present for everyone!
You must do this again, sometime real soon. We miss you!
Merry Christmas from down South,
Jane
South and far West I believe.
My thirsty eyes have been quenched.
I thought that it was only Adam Lambert that would do that?!
Great to see you pop back up out here, nice story.
Hey buddy, it HAS been a while I agree.
Mo, you just got me in the Christmas spirit. We should all be possessed by MJ's spirit in our dotage. It would do us a world of good.
Happy Holidays, and thanks for popping up and making my day!
Petunia
A world of good? You reckon?!
Whaddup, Mad Dog? Good to see you back. Glad you're still out there, watching people for my entertainment.
Your entertainment is the primary purpose of everything I do. Hope you appreciate that.
He lives!!! How are you Mo? Good to see you back. Hopefully wont have to wait another four months for the next post. Merry Xmas Bud.
I'll bet I've lost my "Rubbish's favourite blogger" title, who wears the crown now?
You'll never lose me!
Happy holidays and all that!
I'll bet your Christmas tree was the envy of the nation, right?
So you sent a thank-you note to the proprietor for the playlist that perpetuated the scene, yes?
I don't reckon the proprietor could read so it seemed like wasted effort.
Damn right life's made up of the little things. Too bad we sometimes miss those moments and only recognise them in hindsight. Your writing's still as great as I remember it, Mo.
Thanks for stopping by hon, unfortunately I didn't have the benefit of hindsight in this case, MJ was simply there in my face!
I don't know... I take my eye off the ball and you post again! :-p
Merry Christmas!
That'll teach you. Hope you have a good one AND take some fine photos.
If you've got that groovy feeling, you've got to, got to, got to let it out! I like Soul Man; people think I'm crazy too when I drink and dance. At least I never disappoint :)
I'm always behind with everything and had some technical difficulties here at your (new to me) place, but all's well that ends well, I suppose! Hope to read a new post soon, yes?
Hey Mo! You're back! Happy, happy holidays to you and yours.
Late to the party Mo but damned glad to see you back.
Methinks you were describing me! When that music starts, there's no stopping an old man (or an aging girl) with a penchant for the groove.
Good to "see" you. Stay warm over there.
Kimber
For some reason reading "he shook and shuddered like a microwave plate off its runners" made me think of the Beastie Boys' "Intergalactic" and I suddenly had the urge to do the robot. I'm concerned by this...yet I am not sure why.
Mo...I do hope you are back to stay. I've missed your writing.
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