PROGRESS REPORT

A brilliant idea for a teevee show: people running toward the surf in slow motion wearing colourful scanty swim togs, followed by twenty minutes of over the top violence during which the monster just won't die. One of the characters is an irritating woman much like Elaine in Seinfeld. And sort of a New York vibe.

See, the slo-mo swimtogs are for the Europeans. They go for that.
Everything else is for young American urbanites.
Sort of Reservoir Dogs meets valley girls.
Broke Back Mountain Karens.


Got the idea while smoking a bowl of Edgeworth slices. While recovering from my right leg being a complete monster and colouring my peripheral vision red and glowing with pulsating in dark blue neon. I had left the house ten minutes earlier than usual to be sure of catching the bus. necessitated by my limping like an elderly cripple due to the aforementioned leg. The problem being in the foot, where the big toe joins the rest of the body. Which caused everything from there on up to be problematic.
Kind of the slo-mo thing made flesh.

I have discovered that the best way to recover from the leg being a right bitch is to take off your shoes (they aren't flexible enough for suffering feet), smoke your pipe all day, and spend as much time as possible sitting at the buffing wheel and swilling tea. I highly recommend it. All hospitals that deal with crusty old fossils need to have a room with ashtrays and buffing wheels for cleaning up their smoking equipment. Even Karens might benefit. Especially if the hospital or clinic also stocks Edgeworth Slices, which has not actually been in production for over two decades. Very therapeutic. Good stuff.

I need to mention this to my doctor. I'm sure she'll see the merits immediately.
It's an idea with great benefit. Folks at the clinic are sure to agree.

My heavens I'm brilliant.

Dinner when I got home was two pineapple cakes (鳳梨酥 'fung lei sou'), because once I had sat down with my coffee I didn't want to get up onto my feet again and cook.
Recovery is still ongoing, not finished yet.




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