I bought a heat her (and hopefully him). It is bigger and more powerful. You can feel heat coming from this machine.
Double bass will be my first job today. Tomorrow I have work, so there will be less time. Then violin, as usual.
I don't remember the last time Rob commented on this blog (actually, it was 11/6). Normally the little 'avatar' that comes with the message can be clicked on to reach the sender's blog. See the little yellow face at the top?
It doesn't work on Rob's one. This makes it nearly impossible to reach his blog from my phone. Ah, maybe he doesn't want visitors and he's really just writing to Jesus and Mary. Beh, mi ne frega una sega.
Poor old TC only got one comment on his last post. He likes to skite about his overseas readers, yet he struggles to get comments. I've decided to ring him to see if I could help.
Ring, ring, ring.
TC: Hi Richard. This is quite an early call for you!
Richard (of RBB): Hi Peter. I just wanted to ask you about your blog. A few posts back you put up a table that shows you getting tremendous readership around the world. You even criticised Poland for only giving you 1.91k of readership or looking at your blog. Shit with holes in it!
TC: Did you mean to say, "Holy shit!"?
Richard (of RBB): But you say that 123k Americans are looking at your blog?
TC: That's the number.
Richard (of RBB): Wouldn't you think that even just one of these 123,000 people might leave a comment? That's the sort of shit that comes from a bull!
TC: Did you mean, "Bullshit!"? I think those Yankees prefer to talk about my blog among their friends.
Richard (of RBB): Your last post has one comment and guess who wrote it. Me! God's mother is full of holes!
TC: Did you mean, "Holy mother of God!"? Are these phrases you are screwing up Wainuiomata jokes?
Richard (of RBB): I feel like time is becoming just like my waist as we talk!
TC: Do you feel like you're wasting your time here? Sheesh! I'll certainly be giving Wainuiomata a wide berth when I make it back to Wellington!
Richard (of RBB): You can't get to Wainuiomata by boat.
TC: Sheesh! What did they teach you in 3G in 1966? My blog is interesting. That's why many people overseas like to take a look. I bet they don't look at your bass shopping bag!
Richard (of RBB): From what I understand, only one person in Wainuiomata looks at your blog. That's me! I bet that the same situation is in place in Moera, though the looks would be much less common.
TC: I prefer to work with facts. That's what they taught us in 3P. Though, they did go on about all that religious nonsense. Mea culpa. Anyway, I've got a meal to plan. Crum baked asparagus and cheese pie with homemade chips. I'll probably do a post on it. The readers in France and Sweden will like that. Get back to your post and try to make it more interesting. PLEASE, no more rambling on about your violin practice! Bye.
Richard (of RBB): Bye.
Well, I guess I might as well just go and practise.
Ciao tutti.
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"Richard (of RBB): I feel like time is becoming just like my waist as we talk!
If time was really like your waist then Heraclitus was correct.
You never closed the speech marks. Too much time reading Robert's blog. Be careful.
Robert should be careful.
Why?
Cat got your tongue?
Robert sits having a coffee in the staff cafe. He's reads part of RBBs blog to Tau. She shows no interest apart from a polite chuckle and puts on some Pacific Island music. It starts with a trumpet call.
I note that Robert is making editorial suggestions for your post as well.
He is a busybody, sorry, busy boy.
Ah well, I'm not popular with cleaners. I can live with that.
As long as they get the cleaning done, I guess they can sit around and listen to whatever the fuck they like.
How come none of Robert's coworkers are named Sadie?
I can't hear you. I'm listening to Pacific Island music. Guitars? Hey, did they work out tempering too? Now Richard has a polite chuckle.
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