Tuesday, February 15, 2005


Happy Birthday (today) to Farmer Glitch, who is now finally old enuff to know better.

It's my own birthday this coming friday (Hahahah, you human fools...yes, there is an Aquarian Conspiracy, but you're too late to stop us...bwahahaha...) so keep those blank cheques and high-denomination notes flooding in. I also take Visa and Mastercard.

It would appear there is some vague plan (babysitter allowing) to host an evening of botox and gin at The Butcher's Arms, Yeovil, this friday the 18th. Feel free to drop in and worship at my feet, o spunkless Spawn of Xataratth...

Yes, but what Time?

Time? (...Ptui!) You idiots: We don't do Time in Somerset! We do Tick; weird glowing crystalline cubes of Biphenyl-diazotrophozine: an imaginary, chronal-displacement drug that hasn't even been invented yet...


At 12:56 pm, Blogger farmer glitch said...

ha - thanks man - and mucho tanko for the CDs that arrived yesterday morning - had a mid-day freakout of grimey-Fall followed by Grimey-grime.... ya know tha score - much appreciated by all in South P (esp the immediate neighbours !!) - maybe catcha on Friday .... zimmer-frame permitting !!

At 7:18 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

Sorry 'bout the lack of CD covers but my printer's still on the blink...can't remember where I put those £%^£ing win2k drivers! Finally got me PC back up and recording from vinyl again, so sometime I'll do you a CD of more recent Dubstep twelves, Fall 7"s, etc


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