Monday, December 10, 2007

I dream of...




Having a moment like this guy back in the summer of 2000. I snapped him in Islington on my way to a meeting I seriously didn't want to go to. The summer of 2000 was like that.

I dream of having this whole moving business over. I have nine pairs of scissors and can't find any of them. Going to India as an emigration interval was at least the stupidest idea I've ever had because it just makes everything so complicated. I'll love it when I'm there and it will all be worth it.

The demon that is Barney has flatly refused to help with the packing on the flimsy grounds that none of the stuff to be packed is his. Doesn't stop him using same I might add.

Anyway, must get back to the boxes. If you've got a mo, you might want to check out Barney's own webpage. He was memed by Signs so I succumbed to the pressure. I had a few emails suggesting I might be flouting the anti-discrimination laws, and even though they were obviously from himself, it hardly seems worth the bother to gag him. Barney is the hybrid for which 'enough rope' was invented.

I'm going to be otherwise occupied for the next week or so...

In the meantime, check this out - That's So Pants is ranked 3rd in London's hottest blogs over at London Daily Voices where Wednesday's post is also in the top ten this week.

23 comments:

R.H. said...

When you come here I'm taking you to Buchan Caves. Look it up.

That's So Pants said...

Ok dude, I'll look it up, because that's how hard I am.

xxx

Pants

Janejill said...

Pants - I keep saying (on every blog I have written I think )I wish you weren't going but you won't listen to me. India will be fantastic I think, it's just the getting there which sounds stressful. I wish I could loan you Theo - he loves cardboard boxes more than just about anything . You would just have to be careful not to end up with a little stowaway.He's a bit of an expert at trying to help make the bed too, if that might persuade you.
I missed 2000 here but am (just about) able to remember 1976. Hot hot and so free;

Reading the Signs said...

Good luck with it all, Pants - I hope you and Barney have a whale of a time.

That's So Pants said...

Hi Jane Jill

You know the weird thing is that all my British blog friends who don't want me to 'leave', I've never met in the flesh. I'm not actually leaving in the context in which we all know each other. We're cool, I think.

Hi Signs

I'm planning on enjoying myself. As far as the little blighter's concerned, he'll need to step - attitude wise. That's all I'm prepared to say on the matter.

xxx

Pants

trousers said...

I like the look of Barney's page. I'm glad you've written a short post because I wanted to stop by and have a quick read and say hello, something I've not given myself much chance to do lately.

I'll read what I've missed at some point: but I hope all goes well with packing and all that follows. Although I've not been around all that much lately, I'll miss you when you're gone!

R.H. said...

Well I'd take you to Jenolan Caves but it's too romantic.
People go there for their honeymoon.

That's So Pants said...

Hi Trews

Small mercies eh? I'm looking forward to the time I'll be able to mosey in blogs again. Not for a few days, I'm afraid.

Hi RH

Don't sweat it, I've been to Jenolan Caves.

xxx

Pants

phil said...

So I open the page and I see the heading, "I dream of" and then I scroll down and see the picture and I think "why does she dream of wheelbarrows?"

You don't, do you?

R.H. said...

What - on your honeymoon?

That's So Pants said...

Hi Phil

I can see how you might get that impression. I dream not of wheelbarrows or chubby working men but of rest...

Hi RH

Something like that.

xxx

Pants

R.H. said...

oh shit.


Bulls-eye!

Reading the Signs said...

You're hot, Pants - and so cool (damn, I'm in fine form, even though I say it myself).

That's So Pants said...

Hi Signs

That's the spirit. I found this out not by googling That's so Pants but because the the web administrator was kind enough to send me a nice email to tell me that Pants was up there.

I haven't been this excited since the band I was in way back reached No.8 in the NME Indy charts!

xxx

Pants

R.H. said...

Where's Hi RH for my comment?


I can stop you entering this country.

That's So Pants said...

Hi RH (there)

Well of course Australia is the country of supreme etiquette and no you bloody can't - I'm Aussie-born.

xxx

Pants

Wisewebwoman said...

Congrats on the notoriety, Pants.
Well done!
Barney has some attitude, I can see why you get testy w/him.
good luck on the packing, went thru it myself in May somethin' fierce.
Very soon you'll be looking back at it all...
Be kind to you, forget ol Barn unless he starts pulling his weight.
XO
WWW

R.H. said...

Yes I can, I'm more Aussie-born than you are, and more ettiquetted.
And Julia Gillard is my girlfriend.
And I live next door to Kevin Rudd.
And I've read Tree of Man three times.
And Crying Bob Hawke's biography twice.
And been out with Hazel.

Okay? And I know what "Our land is girt by sea" means in the National Anthem, and can actually recite more than one line of it.

And anyway you're trying to bring another cat into this country and there's enough bloody cats here already -but not enough foreigners!

Okay? So try coming here and see what happens.

You will be BOOTED OUT!

(Which is what happened in the first place)

That's So Pants said...

Hi WWW

Surprisingly, Barney is behaving himself quite adequately at present. It probably means he's planning something.

Hi RH

You've hit my rawest nerve now. It's true, no country wants me. I'm comforted by the fact that even fewer want Barney - who wishes me to point out to you he isn't a cat, any more than you are Neil Armstrong. You aren't are you? If you are, Barney wants you to know that he retracts that last statement and will be a cat, for you and you can call him Mandy if you like... Barney will you shut the fuck up!

xxx

Pants

R.H. said...

That's the most ridiculous comment I've ever posted, it's all lies. And yes, I am Neil Armstrong, and
I'm taking you to the moon, and the cat too, in a special spacesuit. We depart New Year's Eve, in a hail of fireworks!

(You'll have to buy kitty litter)

-Robert!!!

That's So Pants said...

And I thought emigration was going to be so uneventful

xxx

Pants!!!

Dame Honoria Glossop said...

I loathe packing. Next time (if ever) I move house I'm just throwing everything away & buying new stuff.

That's So Pants said...

Your Dameship

Well of course you would. Me, I hate shopping even more than packing!

xxx

Pants