Tuesday, May 20

Stream o' Consciousness

All things are possible. Except, I am given to understand, being all things to all men.
Though maybe if you were St. Thomas More like in that Robert Bolt play, A Man For All Season...

Do you remember that song, "Girl For All Seasons", that was in Grease 2? No, neither do I. Grease 2 wasn't much cop, was it?

Speaking of cops, I saw something on TV today called Streets of San Francisco, a police drama featuring a youthful but still lizard-like Michael Douglas.

Did you know that Michael Keaton's real name is Michael Douglas? But obviously he had to have a stage name, because Michael Douglas was already around. Michael douglas is very old - it seems like he's been around for ever, though he hasn't, of course. He's only walked the earth for three thousand years.

His Screen Actors' Guild membership card is filled out in a little-known dialect of ancient Egyptian, spoken only in the Kushite kingdoms.

Kush was a desert kingdom to the south-west of Egypt, if I recall correctly. The Sahara might be my favourite desert, though I'm not sure I really have a favourite desert. I don't even have a favourite dessert, though I am partial to apple pie with custard.

Roobarb and Custard, eh? now that was a good cartoon. At least, I remember enjoying it at the time - I have very little recollection of the cartoon itself.
Roobarb and Custard must have been made a good fifteen years ago by now. Being a cat and a dog, Roobarb and Custard would probably be dead by now, if they were real. Thenkfully, they're crudely felt-tipped characters who live on in our memories and "Top 1000000 Children's TV Shows Of ALL TIME" programmes, which will then fill the top ten with programmes that aren't for children. Like the Muppets, or the Simpsons.

Muppets, eh? ..... no, that's enough. I've got work to do.

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