Longer Beds …

Arbitrary Law - What Is Your Name?

 'I'm so tired, dude!'

The llama is laying upside down in the hammock in the living-room all four legs pointing to the ceiling.

 'Come on, animal', I say. 'It is Monday. The week has just begun. Your community needs you and your input to society. Do you want my good advice? Don't ask what society can do for you. Ask what you can do for society.'

 'It is Monday, dude. That is the problem. And I do not believe in societys. Llamas are lone wolves roaming the wild bringing justice to all the other mavericks. Like East Clintwood in the best of his times.'

 'East Clintwood?' I ask. 'Is he a friend of Mae West?'

 The llama answers, 'Maybe he is. Who knows? But one of his best compadres is Harlton Cheston, one of the nicest guys I have every heard and read about, a real role model in tolerance and un-armed pacifism.'

 'I think, you are confusing some things here, animal', I say and start singing…

We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs that helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has this future in a British steel
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed, yeah

And if young Nigel says he's happy

He must be happy

 

And the fortune cookie says,

You only get ahead

if you can forgive yourself.

Today is Monday, the 31^st of August 2020.

Longer Nets …

 

Angutivun Taina - What Story is That, Charlie?

'Who is Charlie, animal?' I ask. 'Is that another animal in our apartment house?'

'I do not you who Charlie is, dude', the animal replies. 'It is you who is including these cryptical messages in your own blog-posts.'

'Talking about messages …

We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs that helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy 

He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has this future in a British steel
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed, yeah

And if young Nigel says he's happy

'OK, dude.' The animal seems to be kind of annoyed. 'I got it. You are not talking about Kylie's son Nigel here. These are the lyrics to a song by some three-letter band from the early 80s. I just do not understand why you do not give us the whole lyrics at once like you usually do it.'

'Do not ask me', I say. 'I drink and I know things, but I'm a drinker, not a fighter. Let's talk about Lieutenant Barclay James Harvest for a change.'

'What Lieutenant?' the llama asks. 'Are you into military now, dude?'

'No, animal', I say. 'I am into Star Trek and obscure English progressive rock bands from the late 60s. But not really. I was just playing around with names. What story is that, Charlie?'

The llama is only a sigh.

'TENNET - the movie that will save and rescue cinema itself!'

'TennT - the electricity transmission system operator in the Netherlands and in a large part of Germany? That TenneT?' the llama asks.

'Stop using my smartphone to search for facts to comment on my typos, animal,' I say. 'We are talking about entropies and inversion here. And maybe also about palindromes.'

'Madam, I'm Adam', the llama says. 'Come to an end Bromford Bibble. Try to wrap this up. Say goodbye, Bromford Bibble.'

And I say, 'Goodbye, Bromford Bibble.'

And the fortune cookie says,

Mark the demands red.

No here is what it really says,

Pay attention to any good advice
that is given to you.

Today is Saturday, the 29th of August 2020.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 122

 

Today is Friday, the 28th of August 2020.

End of August, already? How can a year like this pass so quickly?

And how can this be good or bad?

 

 

"Bromford"

I came upon a child of god
He was walking along the road

And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me

I‘m going on down to Yasgur's farm

I‘m going to join in a rock ‘n' roll band
I've got to get back to the land
And set my soul free

We are stardust
We are goldenAnd we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can i walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog
And i feel to be a cog in something turning
Well maybe it is just the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
I don't know who I am
But you know life is for learning

We are stardust
We are goldenAnd we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Bromford

We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And i dreamed i saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky
And they were turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
Billion year old carbon

We are golden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Longer Dogs …

 A Song of Kabir - Wounds and Scars

* The Dog is not at home.

- What dog, animal?

* The Dog, dude!

- Is this about the wannabe running
gag killing a dog in every blockblog

post?

* No, this is about the Dog and his
apartment 13 on the eighth floor.

- Are you serious? What is going on here?
A hippo in the basement and a
dog on the eighth floor? Has 666
Whitaker Lane become an animal
farm now?

* I prefer to call it an animal shelter,

dude. Homeless kittens in the
elevator shaft. 

- The elevator that is still broken?

* More Ning has broken.

- What?

* Do you know the musician Fish?

- A fish as musician? What instrument
is it playing? The trombone? Or is it singing?
Is it a singing fish?

* I like you sliding slightly into

nonsense, dude. No, I am talking
about Mr. Dick.

 - Mr. Dick? Frowny, frowny…

 * Yes, Derek William Dick and his
album Raingods With Hippos.

 - Make it Raindogs With Hippos,
animal.

 * For the joke?

 - For the same.

 * Ever seen a hippo climb a tree?

 - No? Did you?

 * Yes, hunting for and eating leaves.

 - Really?

 * Really, really.

 - Cool, cool, cool!

 Today is Sunday, the 23^rd of August 2020.

 My greatest wish is a fish.

 

And the fortune cookie says,

 

Think about
whether your demands on yourself

are not too high.

 

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 121

Today is Friday, the 21st of August, 2020.

I had a rule. Well not a very old one, quite new in fact, only a few posts old. And I am breaking this rule already. Does anybody care? Does anybody care that this post should have been posted at 09:08 p.m. - post meridiem. Post meridiem is better than post mortem. And nobody cares. As usual ...

"Going Back To Bromford"

When I was a little boy
I was so shy and resolute
Someone knocking at the front door
I'd go and hide in my room
And if you call me on the telephone
I wouldn't wanna talk with you
Yeah, when I was a little boy
I was so shy and resolute

And when I was 17
I felt like I had it all
I left school, I moved towns, I got a job
Working in a grocery store
I didn't wanna go too far
And I never really wanted more
Yeah, when I was 17
I felt like I had it all

Now I'm a little older
And I feel more like a man
Now I'm a little wiser
I can find my way back home again
I'm going back to Bromford
Where people know your name
I'm going back to Bromford
Where everything stays the same

Bromford don't change

And when I turned 26
Well, I just walked away
I think about it all the time
What if I had've stayed
But there's nothing that a man can do
To rewind his yesterdays
Yeah, when I turned 26
Well, I just walked away

Now I'm a little older
And I feel more like a man
Now I'm a little wiser
I can find my way back home again
I'm going back to Bromford
Where people know your name
I'm going back to Bromford
Where everything stays the same

I'm going back to Bromford
Where people know your name
I'm going back to Bromford
Where everything stays the same

(Iutro)
I'm going back to Bromford
Where people know your name
I'm going back to Bromford
Where everything stays the same
Bromford don't change
Bromford don't change

Longer Memes ...

🙏🙏🙏
...Brings Back Some Memories - Zen, or the Skill to Catch a Killer

* There's a hippo in the basement
and her name is Happy.

- Happy Hippo, really?
How do you know?

* I heard her the other day.

- What kind of noise does a Hippopotamus make?

* A what?

- Ah, come on, animal. Let me go.
There is no hippo in the basement.

* Wait till it eats all our laundry, dude.
By the way, did you empty the dryer?

- No, did you?

* Thank goddess, I am a llama.
I do not wear clothes and I do not have any laundry.
Is there any news from Nigel by any chance?


We're only making plans for Nigel
We only want what's best for him
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel just needs that helping hand

And if young Nigel says he's happy
He must be happy
He must be happy
He must be happy in his work

We're only making plans for Nigel
He has this future in a British steel
We're only making plans for Nigel
Nigel's whole future is as good as sealed, yeah

Today is Tuesday, the 18th of August, 2020.

Know the benfit of a running gag.

And the fortune cookie says,

Think first,
What is my greatest wish?

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 120

Today is Friday, the 14th of August 2020.

"August is your name and August is your fame
and in August is your fortune
. . . time is of the essence."

Do we need a Parental Advisory sticker here because of Explicit Lyrics?

It's too hot or not. More hot than not. Whot?

"Bromford"

"Gotcha!"

"Hey sucker let me outa here!"
"Hey, man!"

Bromford on a sunny day
The rain has washed the blood away
Thousand of veins left in the streets
But I can't wash away the red points
On the sheets of the hotels
And the cheap rooms
Of the cheap whores
Under palm trees
Under palm trees

My brain is running in circles now
I gotta cure the pain somehow
There's a coloured cloud in front of sun
And a face is trying to cheat me
And to take away the fun

And the killer troups of the DEA
Have just brought my friend away
In the stuff that dreams are made of
 

In the stuff that dreams are made of
Stuff that dreams are made of
Hey, hey, hey!

Stuff that dreams are made of
Stuff that dreams are made of
Hey, hey, hey!
Stuff
Stuff that dreams
Are made of...

Longer Ramas ...

Today is Wednesday, the 12th of August 2020.

THIS IS OFFENSIVE AND NOT OK !!!

AND I DON'T LOOK LIKE THIS SO-CALLED "YOKOHAMA" LLAMA AT ALL !!!

BUT THIS IS MY RED CAPE !!! 

AND THERE IS ONLY ONE WORLD'S BEST COMPANION 

IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD !!!

SUPAMA TO THE RESCUE !!!

Superoos are LOSERS like all kangoroos, kanguroos, kangaruus ... whatever...

Longer Roos ...

Today is Monday, the 10th of August, 2020. 

SUPEROO IS READY FOR TAKE-OFF !!! 

Know your enemies and your superheroes. 

And always know what the fortune cookie says. 

 

The fortune cookie says, 

Try to see the benefit
of an unpleasant thing.

 

 

Longer Endurances …

* Why so serious, dude?

- Why not, llama? Isn't the whole
world full of seriouscity these days?

* Is seriouscity even a real word,
dude?

- Who cares? Stop being so sensible,
animal. Waves are coming. New
pathogenic waves are washing on the
shores of human existence, one after
the other. And we have got no
shelter, nowhere to hide.

* Please, come back, my ridiculous
blockblogger. Stop being so cynical
and worried. Life will find a way. We
will get out of this.

- Okay, I will be full of llamaiouscity
from now on, llama.

* That is definitely not a real word.

- Then let me tell you a story, animal.

This is the story about the Magician of Booze.

When a huge whirlwind transports the orphan Bromford and his little llama - Behave yourself, animal! - KussKuss from Bromford to the Land of Booze, he fears that he will never see Aunt M and Uncle Q ever again.

But he meets the Munichs, and they tell him to follow the Grey Concrete Highway to the Mirror Town where the Mysterious Magician of Booze will grant any wish.

On the way, he meets the brainless Crossbow, the Thin Hoodcan and the Stainless Iron. The four friends set off to seek their hearts' desires, and in a series of action-packed adventures, they encounter a wetly droppy yield, pierced humans, crying donkeys, a bricked bitch, a foot bridge and the Mighty Booze himself.

Bromford lived in the midst of the great Bromford bay, with Uncle Q, who was an inventor, and Aunt M, who was the inventor's wife and head of the CI5 secret service.

* Ehm, I think I have to go. I have got
an appointment. And please start
being serious again, dude!

Use your delusion.

And the fortune cookie says,

Don't think about things

you can't know yet.

A Ripple Song - Toomai of the Elephants

* WHAAAT?

Today is Saturday, the 8th of August, 2020.
Happy Birthday, Shadows of the Past.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 119

Hey, Hey, Today ...

is Friday, the 7th of August, 2020.

This is a Quiz and a Test. All new Designs around here.

And new features. But the little big man is back.

With his glasses and his music. My brain hurts ...

"Bromford Freedom"

I used to be a rolling stone you know
If the cause was right
I'd leave
To find the answer on the road
I used to be a heart beating for someone
But the times have changed
The less I say, the more my work gets done


'Cause I live and breathe
This Bromford freedom
From the day that I was born
I've waved the flag
Bromford freedom took me knee high to a man
Yeah
Gave me peace of mind my Daddy never had


Oh, Bromford freedom
Shine on me
I love you
Shine a light
Through the eyes of the ones left behind
Shine a light, shine a light
Shine a light won't you shine a light?
Bromford freedom
I love you

Yes, I do!

If you choose to you can live your life alone
Some people choose the city
(Some people choose the city)
Some others
Choose the good old family home
(Some others choose the good old family home)
I like living easy without family ties
('Cause it's easy)
Till the whippoorwill of freedom
Zapped me
Right between the eyes

'Cause I live and breathe
This Bromford freedom
From the day that I was born
I've waved the flag
Bromford freedom took me knee high to a man
Mmmm, mmmm
Gave me peace of mind my Daddy never had


Oh, Bromford freedom
Shine on me
I love you
Shine a light
Through the eyes of the ones left behind


Shine a light, shine a light
Shine a light won't you shine a light?
Bromford freedom
I love you

Yes, I do!

Oh, Bromford freedom
Shine on me
I love you
Shine a light
Through the eyes of the ones left behind
Mmm, mmm
Shine a light, shine a light
Shine a light won't you shine a light?
Bromford freedom
I love you
You know I love you
Yeah!
You know I love you
Yes, I do!
(Bromford Freedom)
I love you
(Yes, I do)
(Bromford freedom)
You know that I love you
(Yes, I do)
(Bromford freedom)
Oh
Don't you know that I love you?
(Yes, I do)
(Bromford freedom)
Ha
Don't you know that I love you?
(Yes, I do)
(Bromford freedom)
Don't you know that I love you?

Longer Antis …

Today is Sunday, the 2nd of August, 2020.

Political satire is not necessary. Reality is the best satire and bites. Am I not popular? Well let's postpone elections or let's call them off completely. Let's build a kingdom. I am the greatest king with the greatest royal family - ever. What is this demacrocy, anyway? Postal votes, independent news and pandemics are all fake. Let's go and play some holes of golf. They have got the best pizza there …

Is this the summer of 2020? Virus, mad tyrants and cold rain? Two days of heat blow up in thunder and lightning. But I can feel another heat rising - fear mixed with discontent and protest. Is safety and distance a loss of freedom? Are we all dancing on a volcano, in a ball-room on a luxury passenger liner with an iceberg on the horizon and the band plays on and on and on …

But wait a minute, the bands do not play at the moment. All culture is postponed and delayed and on hold and whatever …

STOP!

I don't have answers. And maybe I do not want them.

The cryptical message of the day - A Reckoning - Twelve.

And the fortune cookie says,

Use the time!

And every night I dream about Kollobita´´rtainnen.