Spring Breaks
Where are ambulances going when they have their lights and sirens off?
If there are any paramedics out there who have an answer, I'd love to know. It's the sort of thing that preys on my mind. I think I'll hunt one down and get 'em to 'fess up. Yeah!
*cof*
Things I have benn doing today include: Nothing.
Yes, that's right! I have achieved nothing all day. Granted, it's only 2pm, but still, I count that as something to be proud of. I'm giving serious consideration to going into the library, digging out the journals I used to put together my thesis proposal and violently probing their passages in order to penetrate their meanings. I'm also going to see how much sexual innuendo I can fit in the finished product. I'm sure it won't be too hard. Ba-dum-tshish!
Sorry about that, it's a disease known as mygodijustcantbearseditis. Not to be confused with mygodihaveabarearseitis, which looks similar at first glance, but does, in fact, deal with an entirely different phenomenon. Although the two are not mutually exclusive. In fact, a fine example of a sufferer of both syndromes or 'itises', would be a person whose clothes have been torn off in a sandstorm who knows they really should try finished the Financial Times crossword, but really can't be bothered.
And that, as they say, is that. Except for this:
Click on the title of the post for some Tom Waits-y fun!
If there are any paramedics out there who have an answer, I'd love to know. It's the sort of thing that preys on my mind. I think I'll hunt one down and get 'em to 'fess up. Yeah!
*cof*
Things I have benn doing today include: Nothing.
Yes, that's right! I have achieved nothing all day. Granted, it's only 2pm, but still, I count that as something to be proud of. I'm giving serious consideration to going into the library, digging out the journals I used to put together my thesis proposal and violently probing their passages in order to penetrate their meanings. I'm also going to see how much sexual innuendo I can fit in the finished product. I'm sure it won't be too hard. Ba-dum-tshish!
Sorry about that, it's a disease known as mygodijustcantbearseditis. Not to be confused with mygodihaveabarearseitis, which looks similar at first glance, but does, in fact, deal with an entirely different phenomenon. Although the two are not mutually exclusive. In fact, a fine example of a sufferer of both syndromes or 'itises', would be a person whose clothes have been torn off in a sandstorm who knows they really should try finished the Financial Times crossword, but really can't be bothered.
And that, as they say, is that. Except for this:
Click on the title of the post for some Tom Waits-y fun!
posted by Stephen McMullin at 2:10 pm
1 Comments:
My friend is a paramedic and drives ambulances for a living, so I'll try and get a definitive answer for you when I speak to her next...
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