oh, ‘greasy?’ you ask?
yes, greasy.
cos i had a huge dinner last night and then a big breakfast
and then en route to the airport i stopped at a healthfood store(aka-shoppe)and bought a big bag of greasy food and then got to the airport and realized that i wouldn’t be able to take it past security(well, turns out i could, but i was paranoid. and hungry)so i ate most of it and then just had a nice dinner in milan.
so if you see me on the television or perhaps in one of the periodicals that are popular with the young people you’ll possibly notice that i’m greasy and porky.
well, insofar as a vegan can be porky.
vegan pork.
although i’m a vegan i still reserve the right to use animal based terms of derision and/or endearment. ok?
porky
honey
beefy
sausage(one of my favorite terms of endearment)
crabby
sheepish
etc.
oh, ‘cheesy’. back in the rave days i did occasionally get the adjective ‘cheesy’ used to describe some of my hands-in-the-air rave records.
it’s true.
and today i was at the Q awards where:
a-jonathan ross was very funny
and
b-peter gabriel was great and gracious
and
c-the british music cognoscenti started drinking at noon(i didn’t. maybe i’m a sissy but i just can’t bring myself to get drunk during the daytime. yes, i’m a sissy.).
now in milan then off to copenhagen tomorrow for the mtv awards on thursday.
i think they’re on thursday.
i’m just presenting an award. or so i believe.
maybe that’s a theme to this trip: award presentation.
yes, i’m in a hotel and i’m rambling on about nothing.
g’night,
moby
