tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post6779516655234543428..comments2023-10-04T17:13:47.394+03:00Comments on future of my past: Q:ing and A:ingAnna MRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-28105797025467926182018-11-12T18:50:23.744+02:002018-11-12T18:50:23.744+02:00For convoluted yet uninteresting reasons, I found ...For convoluted yet uninteresting reasons, I found myself here, in the midst of things most convoluted and *interesting*. <br /><br />Hot damn, we were good. We used to be so good, so good. No, not even that, we were better, we were always the bollocks.<br />Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-63732481427797020602014-03-08T15:04:40.455+02:002014-03-08T15:04:40.455+02:00Ah my dear – not only am I delighted by your visit...Ah <b>my dear</b> – not only am I delighted by your visit, but (and I feel no shame admitting to this) also by how <i>good</i> we used to be. I mean, we still are, but this sort of dancing around with words and bollocks was exceptional, I do believe, in all of the blogosphere put together. Yay us! And thank you for reminding me, for leading me to this fun nook we inhabited so marvelously.<br /><br />As for the becoming someone else bollocks: I think I <i>have</i> become someone else, in ways that I didn't imagine possible when this post was written (how long ago? Christ). Still me, yes, but another me, a different me, a me who is someone who wasn't before. But I agree about the growing, and happiness, and the pride, your clairvoyance, and the light and the sun keeping on keeping on. Yay for the sun, too – and us, again, why not, for we do deserve yays, we do.<br /><br />And finally: Happy International Women's Day, you gorgeous international woman. Sorry it's taken me a while to get back to you here. I can and do claim busy-ness of the happy pride (and controlled hysteria) of a Master's thesis flavour – but leaving such a message as yours unanswered for four full days is – no two ways about it – bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-68102114242135796342014-03-04T03:37:12.887+02:002014-03-04T03:37:12.887+02:00So - those things you are looking forward to: Beco...So - those things you are looking forward to: Becoming someone else for a change isn't exactly going to happen in the way you think you wish it. You will still be you but even more so and you will (just take my word for it) like being you so much that you won't want to be someone else. <br /><br />You will grow, yes - happy and proud of what you will have achieved in five years time - I'm clairvoyant, trust me. <br /><br />And the light will come back - again and again, and you will be able to write philosophical essays on why it is that we can say with absolute certainty that the sun will rise again tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. <br /><br />I have time-travelled to come and tell you this and you better believe me because I ain't come all this way just to tell you a load of bollocks!Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-59268311443539343222009-11-09T23:18:38.202+02:002009-11-09T23:18:38.202+02:00I am so glad you agree, fair Navas.
(And thank y...I am so glad you agree, fair <b>Navas</b>. <br /><br />(And thank you for the Hallelujahy welcome, of course. V. lovely to see you, and so sorry I can't talk at length right now - I would, but you see, I'm just now taken up by some fairly convoluted and super important bollocks.)Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-25572028091820500622009-11-09T23:06:04.758+02:002009-11-09T23:06:04.758+02:00(Firstly Anna, this is the longest Lent that your ...(Firstly Anna, this is the longest Lent that your blog has been observing - where the Helsinki have you been?!)(Glad to see you surfacing again - Hallelujah!)<br />Absolutely, though those not involved who might have drifted in by accident or just happened by might just have thought it was, at first glance, a load of bollocks.Navashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06759443413326634572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-55976979169942403262009-11-09T22:23:03.258+02:002009-11-09T22:23:03.258+02:00Ha. We're so good. Oh me oh my, to my undying ...Ha. We're so <em>good</em>. Oh me oh my, to my undying shame I had quite forgotten about this, but - wouldn't you agree, <b>all who contributed</b> - it really was, and indeed still is, the funniest bit of literary bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-30198561545227747162009-02-27T18:32:00.000+02:002009-02-27T18:32:00.000+02:00If it goes up to twenty you will be able to boast ...If it goes up to twenty you will be able to boast that you have (had?) a score of bollocks!Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-7350405176443071112009-02-25T00:39:00.000+02:002009-02-25T00:39:00.000+02:00That, surely (although my count was sixteen), is, ...That, surely (although my count was <EM>sixteen</EM>), is, by any standard, quite a lot of bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-56360446322749800372009-02-23T23:46:00.000+02:002009-02-23T23:46:00.000+02:00Not counting Montag's (because he put something af...Not counting Montag's (because he put something after), I have just counted fifteen bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-42644798779688147002009-02-20T18:55:00.000+02:002009-02-20T18:55:00.000+02:00(And yes, stay charmingly brave in the face of dou...(And yes, stay charmingly brave in the face of doubled-up comments - wtf is going on there? And yes again, respect is due, for I see you've really upped the ante with your post-end bollocks.)Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-46211437665654052262009-02-20T18:52:00.000+02:002009-02-20T18:52:00.000+02:00Oh me oh my. Have I missed you, sees, and E (hello...Oh me oh my. Have I missed you, <B>sees</B>, and <B>E</B> (hello), and <EM>chocolate cake</EM>? I think I might have. Damn and bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-69765318504158192702009-02-20T00:21:00.000+02:002009-02-20T00:21:00.000+02:00wtf? If you think I'm doing this on purpose, all ...wtf? If you think I'm doing this on purpose, all I can say is (you guessed it, Sees) - bollocks!Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-36357011962585103382009-02-20T00:19:00.001+02:002009-02-20T00:19:00.001+02:00ok, here's the thing: E is coming round here with ...ok, here's the thing: E is coming round here with chocolate cake tomorrow, she says she loves the comments bits on blogs best of all but I have a feeling she hasn't looked in here for a while and I'm going to show her this thread. If you don't say something pretty soon it's going to make me look like a right silly bollix.<BR/><BR/>(That's Irish for bollocks).Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-75411699248411118622009-02-20T00:19:00.000+02:002009-02-20T00:19:00.000+02:00ok, here's the thing: E is coming round here with ...ok, here's the thing: E is coming round here with chocolate cake tomorrow, she says she loves the comments bits on blogs best of all but I have a feeling she hasn't looked in here for a while and I'm going to show her this thread. If you don't say something pretty soon it's going to make me look like a right silly bollix.<BR/><BR/>(That's Irish for bollocks).Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-973250125891718502009-02-19T19:39:00.000+02:002009-02-19T19:39:00.000+02:00It was so good I obviously had to say it twice. I...It was so good I obviously had to say it twice. I am not one of those who feels driven to delete the extra one - some may say I should, but it's <I>my</I> bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-33940016005021426332009-02-19T19:36:00.001+02:002009-02-19T19:36:00.001+02:00- and I hope you have noticed that I went big time...- and I hope you have noticed that I went big time and actually ended my last post with bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-11585153227321726402009-02-19T19:36:00.000+02:002009-02-19T19:36:00.000+02:00- and I hope you have noticed that I went big time...- and I hope you have noticed that I went big time and actually ended my last post with bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-10679554346438795292009-02-19T01:24:00.000+02:002009-02-19T01:24:00.000+02:00I have to agree with you there, spectrumly disorde...I have to agree with you there, <B>spectrumly disordered Carnivaliste</B>, for <B>Navas</B> has done a really splendid job of tracking down good King D and the Hallelujah, it's only a pity that we don't get to hear him actually <I>sing</I> the bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-16106729628457557782009-02-18T21:18:00.000+02:002009-02-18T21:18:00.000+02:00Oh! I'm stunned, for King David really did look as...Oh! I'm stunned, for <B>King David</B> really did look astoundingly like a bearded <B>Richard Gere</B>. Great stuff, good work, Navas - you really are the dog's bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-59750791787260874542009-02-18T21:17:00.000+02:002009-02-18T21:17:00.000+02:00Dear Rossetting the Signs, I'm trying to ignore th...Dear <B>Rossetting the Signs</B>, I'm trying to ignore the jibe at my time-travelling skills and shall concentrate instead on your alluring additional "r". Where oh where would you have placed it, pray? For I can see <EM>two</EM> places - the second one only came to me after reading your apologetic tone, so I rather suspect that's the one you are talking about (and incidentally, nothing wrong with irreverent carnivalism. We go for carnivalism even more than we go for intertextuality. Go carnivalism). Of course the one that smacked me in the eye when dear <B>Montag</B> (hello, oh brother, where art thou?) sent his <EM>Asperges</EM> was the one which turns the prayer into a super interesting autistic spectrum disorder. I'll have you know there's nothing awful or Godless in that, for I'm dead interested in all that bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-29282062514711006362009-02-18T20:59:00.000+02:002009-02-18T20:59:00.000+02:00Even I couldn't find the King David version of Hal...Even I couldn't find the King David version of Hallujah on Youtube, merely a very still version on <A HREF="http://www.flickr.com/photos/oxfordshire_church_photos/2767687686/" REL="nofollow">Flickr</A>. However, not showing him with red hair means the likeness is bollocks.Navashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06759443413326634572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-53908786710542571132009-02-18T19:37:00.000+02:002009-02-18T19:37:00.000+02:00Dear Icepoet, just because they didn't have youtub...Dear <B>Icepoet</B>, just because they didn't have youtube in the time of King David doesn't mean you couldn't have tried a bit harder, gone time travel or something, I really thought you capable of things like that. No, but forgive me sees, this is pure displacement rabbiting to stop me from coming out with the most awful, <I>awful</I> pun on dear <B>Montag's</B> Asperges me, Domine, having to hold myself back from adding a totally inappropriate letter 'r', and me always banging on about our godless and desecrated times where reverence is held up to ridicule. Just shows you that it is best not to take any position at all because you risk exactly this kind of shaming self-exposure. I suppose I should apologise but feel I'm among friends here, <BR/>so bollocks.Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-12370597888904879202009-02-17T20:36:00.000+02:002009-02-17T20:36:00.000+02:00Dearest Montag, the "fair swooning" came from the ...Dearest <B>Montag</B>, the "fair swooning" came from the poetic keyboard of the <B>poet Signs</B> - so the D.G. Rossetti likeness is all hers (although I like to bask in the sunshine of it too). I am failing to intertextually link to the connectedness of everything tonight, it seems, for I tried for a fair while here to do something amazing that would bring Rossetti into the hyssop-Hamlet-Hallelujah thing, unsuccessfully (although there was that nice poem he'd written by finishing mad Ophelia's song, which nearly made it here). <BR/><BR/>Still, lovely talking, as always, and sorry, as always, for my reply services being such slow bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-47175292154751128882009-02-17T20:00:00.000+02:002009-02-17T20:00:00.000+02:00(Normally, I'd put these brackets at the end of th...(Normally, I'd put these brackets at the end of the comment, but as it would rather ruin the ending I've planned for it, I shall put it here in the beginning, and commend you most highly for bringing this totally splendid idea of Philip Larkin's and Kingsley Amis's to this house. Excellent work. I suggest we continue to follow on this path the two poets have mapped out for us, although obviously with our own twist to it. Long live intertextuality.)<BR/><BR/>Well, <B>Signs</B>, I've been looking and looking to find <B>King David's</B> version of <EM>Hallelujah</EM>, but youtube doesn't seem to have it - although there were plenty of versions of King David dancing, looking strangely like a bearded Richard Gere. I toyed with the idea of linking to that here, for you, but came to my senses, thank Bollocks.Anna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25897493.post-17734491374674994242009-02-09T20:00:00.000+02:002009-02-09T20:00:00.000+02:00We used to sing that in choir:Asperges me, Domine,...We used to sing that in choir:<BR/>Asperges me, Domine, hysoppo et mundabor...<BR/>and the part of the Mass when we sang it was called the "Asperges" -and the priest threw holy water over us, although not with a hyssop.<BR/><BR/>And as for the connectedness of everything, in the comments we went from "Despair...not (a) town to visit", to "dark hamlet" as a pun on "town" and the melancholic prince, then to hyssop to turn once more to Shakespeare in Othello!<BR/><BR/>And for you to fair swoon is so perfect and so D.G. Rosetti. It is ever so much better than being bowled over, for example.<BR/><BR/>Crappy hostess??! Bollocks!<BR/>Not a bit!Montaghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00017648070522030951noreply@blogger.com