I have a sort of a mural (a little inspirational drawing) drawn by a friend of mine on the wall of my sitting-room. It was done with care and attention by the friend, and I never could comprehend as to the value. It’s been there for 4 years admired by all and complimented on.
Today another associate came around and saw it for the first time and said “I have seen this somewhere in a……er….er book. I said “No way, it is a copy of any book but a straight up rendition of thoughts by the artist whom I know.” Her daughter volunteered, “No mum it is not from a book.” Then she told me what she is referring to is that it was drawn by a friend, at her place, for a back drop to be used in the environment for Techno gigs. (Sorry let me explain; we are party people for ‘dancy’ music anywhere anytime.) But then I realised her friend was here, with another friend of mine earlier in the last few months, with her daughter. She must have been looking and admiring the mural on the wall at my place and I do not know whether she made a sketch or not. Am I to feel flattered and thank her? But …. It is some one else’s feelings that we are talking about. I hate copyrights, as a rule and as an anarchist, but this is more than that …. er … this is about some one’s feelings ….er…. and the rest of us who enjoy the mural. I do not know what to do…. I was disgusted with this feeling of apathy, as I do not know what to do. What would you do?
Then today a friend I haven’t seen for a while came to stay here after a long absence. Everything was fine whole day; then she left for her mum’s birthday meal and came back. I could notice that she ‘as ‘ad a few. But she ‘as not reached the drunken level. While staring at the mural she started getting a bit agitated and said something like that one needs a standing stone to be truly fairy. Do you know what a standing stone is? No? Think Stone Henge but smaller. I just laughed it off. Then I had to go and check some email on my ‘puter and I heard her asking for a pencil. I said it is on the floor and carried on doing what I was doing. Then when I looked over she was trying to draw something on the Mural. I had to scream to stop her. I ‘ave no gripe with her. Now the problem is; why the interest all of a sudden on this mural which has been there for more than 3 years. And they both came from two entirely different personalities. And both drove me to insanity.
Similar thing happened to me a few years ago; I had three pregnant women visiting me. Yeah let me explain. This was about autumn time. One of them I call her Itsy (not the real name) was expecting her child after Christmas, second call her Bitsy was expecting her child in April, the third call her Titsy was expecting her little one in June; sort of three monthly dilivery. I have never fancied them or gone out with them or shagged…. er…. ‘ad intercourse. And all three were pregnant from three different blokes. Only may be once they were all present at my place at the same time. They visited me all through their pregnancy right the way to the births, and a wee while after. One of them still comes around and I see one of the other little ones often. Now clever clogs explain to me how that happened. It was kind of a bit silly with my neighbours; them not knowing anything about the whole thing and just looking at me in a knowing way.
What do you call a DJ without a girlfriend?
“Homeless”.
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