Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Jim's Whimsical Twinkly Happy Times

yeah yeah time of my life....I'm hot and tired and dusty, went to the bottom of the sub-continant, had my palm read, symbolically threw out the demons in my mind into the Indian Ocean, ate a mango icecream,tryed to get a room, got overcharged, had a tantram about everyone thinking im a rich westerner, refused to pay so much, had to sleep in the train station, got told that several men during my travels had booty called me using a secret handshake and i just hadnt known it, was grossed out by a dead dog, killed 3 large cockroches, spent 8 extra hours on a train 'cause i slept in, got overcharged, got stared at alot, had a crazy dream that when i got back my flat was a reproduction of the Taj Mahal, sat on a wooden bench on the overcrowded death train from hell for 9 hours, ate some squid that i bought from a man with one eye (bob-cat-man), got stared at, bought the best mango i've ever tasted, dropped the last half out the door of the train by mistake, failed for the second week to do any laundry, got overcharged and finally pretty much am running out of cash and time.

I think that covers it. I'm in Mumbai.

Ghandi out

5 Comments:

Blogger GreenRoom Comedy said...

Wow

them's some exciting events.

What date you back lady?? I want you to do the next Green Room - June 11th.

You must have stories for Africa to tell!

11:11 PM  
Blogger anguswalker said...

sound like tough times amigo, you must have a sore bum after that train ride fiasco..(had to use that word)...SQUID! you are getting adventurous... im no longer scared of food.. and usually do big solid ones! (sorry mrs Stanton...there go all my dinner invites ..dash it all) come home soon and safe Jim-air-ik-why....man i cant spell!

7:53 AM  
Blogger feedledee said...

you know, I have to pay nigh on 40 dollars for a single mango here. Oh what I wouldn't give for a one-eyed man and some mango-lovin.

Oh and I've developed my own booty-call handshake, in case you're interested. Well, I guess it's less of a handshake, more a twist-and-shake....of a roofies bottle...into some metamucil...because the only eligible man in my town is older than Moses and twice as prudish....I've said too much.

I'm enjoying your adventures. Keep on keepin' on you crazy diamond.

Mwah,

Fi

p.s. do some laundry dammit, I can smell you from here.

8:03 AM  
Blogger Kate said...

Oh Jiminy, I miss you so! I want you to come back and move in with us!!!

Yay for mangoes. not yay for dead dogs. not sure how i feel about men with one eye.

k

8:44 PM  
Blogger caroline said...

No - I want you more. We will have a battle off for you with Kate. I miss you more and will give you a thousand mangos and a thousand dead dogs.... maybe.

Love C

8:44 PM  

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