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Sunday, November 12, 2006

A bit of verse...

“A monkey’s lament is a lemur’s convent”

Such was the nonsense Izmir was spouting about when I arrived home yesterday morn. It seems he had become enamored of some eighteenth century verse, and was aspiring to imitate its flowery and baroque phrases.
I told him to pipe down and get back to work. We have begun our own company, Izmir and myself. We are in the import-export business, and we are currently preparing a shipment of 500 plastic pyramids to a dealer in Singapore. Izmir has proved himself quite adept at this business, which I am thankful for. Writing worthless trash about imaginary animals has not been paying the bills recently.

“Once over the hill one dost naren’t look back”

What does that mean? Is that even English? I don’t know. I think I need a nap. Or a drink. Or a nap, than a drink, then another nap.
The problem with my going into business is that I frequently hear, in my own head, the voice of my father, nagging me;
“I can’t believe my son turned out to be a capitalist rapscallion. I raised him on a good diet of Marx, Gramsci, and Dr. Seuss. And here he is, becoming rich off the blood, sweat, and post-nasal drip of the working class.”
Then I try to explain that I am running a Fair Trade business but he just kind of looks away and starts humming the Internationale. You see the kind of crap I have to put up with? Disobedient monkeys and eerie surrealist day dreams. I wonder how I stay so sane…


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