Yep, there does appear to be some seismic activity near the area of my navel this evenin'. It seems those fried pork skins that I scarfed down earlier are havin' a bubblin' good time fermentin' in my stomach acid. There is some strange and eerie rumblin' to be heard some distance away from the source. I wish I could record it, though, for I am sure there is a hidden message there to be deciphered. The rhythmic rumblin's are too melodic to be random, I am sure.
What, you just don't have a clue as to the purpose of navel gazin'? No worry, 'cause it seems that neither does Jon Crowcroft who has created a slide show just to show how ignorant he is on the subject.
Me, I know all about it. Ya find a navel and ya gaze at it and ya let your thoughts drift to that part of your brain where the strange thoughts dwell. What? You don't have a part of your brain where strange thoughts dwell? Well then, what good are ya? My oh my, where have we gone tonight? Too far? Maybe we ought to just end this report, ya think? Yeah, me too. End of report.
Posted by notGeorge at January 12, 2004 10:33 PM | TrackBackPeople who don't have a part of their brain where strange thoughts dwell shouldn't be reading your blog.... ;)
Posted by: Susie at January 13, 2004 09:42 AM