5 Jun 2007
Won't You Be My Nabors?
Or: Not Much Travell'd in the Realms of R.E.M. Sleep
Or: Dover Sheep
For the love of the Gaseous Vertebrate, won't someone please explain this bessonnitsa thing? Jim Nabors apparently did not cover Elvis' "Bossa Nova." My wife's recollection that the Tom Bernard Morning Show on KQRS parodied that with "Papilloma" isn't any help. Also useless is me Mum's repeating of rumours many years ago that Nabors sallied up the (Rock) Hudson.
And where would Gary Hart and Donna Rice have been without Monkey Business?
And do the sagas catalogue the ships for the legendary voyage of The Long Ships starring Richard Skidmark.*
"The black sea roars like a speech" is reminiscent of "the melancholy, long withdrawing roar" by Arnold, the pig** of Green Acres -or was it by Hogzilla?
Coincidentally last night a colleague mentioned that he had worked in a VA emergency room and I then brought up the "Gomer Index." We couldn't remember the particulars of its point system, but Wiki claims that it stands for Get Out of My Emergency Room. -Not exactly "support the troops" stuff, and maybe it was a guilty conscience which kept me awake most of last night.
Which I tried to remedy by reading a short story by some hack writer*** (distinct from the hack riders transported by Somalis from the airport):
"He started thinking of methods to induce sleep. He imagined waves rhythmically running up onto a shoreline. Then plump gray ["sic" 'em, Gray Lady Duranty, I'm sick of typing out "rumour," "grey" and the like] sheep tumbling over a fence. One sheep, two, three..." I suppose that long before Sophocles,(25,000 + yr.) neolithic man tried the same with sheep, bison and species now extinct tumbling over a cliff. At least the paperback writer didn't go on and on beyond "three" - that would, as a revert might observe, be over-figging the oasis. or pudding -whatevah
*See old Russian submarine underwear changing joke
**-had a run-in with Circe?
*** just kidding