Jonathon

Recalling last night's wisdom
with such clarity it seems
Lain on my back
I marvel at
The purity of dreams.
Untouched by human hand and weight
And by all eyes unseen
I think aback
With hindsight at
The places I've not been.

I was left erect and lone

Well may I just point out that getting your ncea papers back is a god damned joke.

All that's written on them is a red line every paragraph and your grade at the end.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of Lennon

Hey everyone! Stone me, I just read The Great Gatsby in two days!

To: My benign foetus Regarding: The priest, lack of food

Here's some common ground: I just got my NCEA results back. Well I passed. I got merit for my art panels. Is Siobhan there? what did you get? But English was a miserable result, considering I thought it was my best subject. I got two merits, like four achieveds, and two not achieveds. Which was disappointing. In fact, I think I did better in maths. Mrs Craven made maths difficult and somewhat boring, but I found her to be quite intelligent after engaging her in a philosophical discussion. And Mr Ruge I liked, but couldn't get myself to listen to him unless he was talking about Alfred Lord Tennyson or blurting every little trivial piece of information he knew about Timmy Leary, the sixties, or A Clockwork Orange in order to impress some of our lady pupils. I don't know if they realized he wasn't old enough to actually know what was going on. Taking part in class discussion, or generally being pounced on, was another story altogether.

But HEY! An enjoyable supermarket experience cleared my airways. Try: Sweet young thing genuinely interested in my personal enjoyment of the menial task of shopping, who passes change by hand just because she knows you want to touch her hand. And was obviously pleased with a response to "How are you?" that made perfect sense in English. Not "Good, yourself?" because I was informed by an intelligent person that "No, you are not GOOD, you are FINE".

I saw Dracula with Bela Lugosi and then the Spanish version of the same film which was made as a way around doing Spanish subtitles. The spanish version, however more aesthetically pleasing, was let down by their Dracula's round face making evil expressions comical. Bela was amazing.

I know we "Catcher in the Rye" enthusiasts are snobbish bastards, but assuming someone knows what I'm saying: I've read about all that Mark Chapman-John Lennon-Catcher in the Rye stuff, but I've never heard mention of what to me was the most obvious connection. John Lennon and Mark Chapman both married a Japanese woman, and Mark didn't do it because of John Lennon, he married her before his 'obsession' began. And in the novel, Holden meets up with an old friend called Carl Luce. Luce says he's seeing an 'eastern' woman because he's more satisfied with the 'eastern' way of life. Holden agrees, after annoying Luce by talking about sex too much. Cold beer, asian women?

Attack of the 50 ft. Woman

How long did you think I could have a blog without posting some of my shitty poetry? I think he's holdin out pretty good so far.