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BRAVO TONY!
posted by
Jacta_Alea_Est
on December 3, 2006 at 3:48 AM
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hey Tony
posted by
star4sky5
on December 2, 2006 at 3:36 AM
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That's funny, I used to put on cassettes of readings of poems or novels
at bedtime and it really does work. You never get to hear the end of the tape, no matter how hard you try. But it's hard these days to get something to play this stuff on in the bedroom. They don't do ghettoblasters these days, do they? I could get some audio books on DVD, but what do I play them on? I'll have to get a small portable DVD player!
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 2, 2006 at 2:18 AM
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Mneme all he needs is my sweet voice lulling him to sleep NOT!
May be a long boring speech from the other Tony would do the trick. Pay the tape and prest, who is snoring here?
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 2, 2006 at 12:29 AM
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Poor Tony..
I've got to hand it to you, you can turn anything into entertainment.. Perhaps you could write some deeply soporific sonnets (as if..), record them in a boring monotone (as if..), and broadcast them into their apartment after dinner, to send them to sleep. Story-tapes did it every time, in the car when the kids were small.
posted by
mneme
on December 1, 2006 at 10:40 PM
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By the way...
What i just describe is almost true, bar the drinks, and a few clouds, it is all here, beach, sun, tranquility...hint hint.
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 1, 2006 at 6:46 PM
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hey Tony, what's up.......ur poem is great
posted by
star4sky5
on December 1, 2006 at 5:49 PM
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Hi Tony
Entertaining, even though I feel I am witnessing you being tortured, a great northen trait being able too make light in humour of our upsets. Special
posted by
lionladroar
on December 1, 2006 at 5:47 PM
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Tony, we need to book you a ticket to Nirvana...
my version of heaven, with no noisy neighbours, just sun beach, food, drinks and whatever else you fancy...like a good sleep, drift into bliss, slowly, slowly, cottonwooly.
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 1, 2006 at 4:48 PM
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good thing i lived in houses rather than apartments during my roaring
twenties - i would have driven people nuts!
posted by
fourcats
on December 1, 2006 at 4:43 PM
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Tonyz
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on December 1, 2006 at 4:21 PM
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I hope your noisy neighbors leave you some opportunity to sleep, Tony
Been there, done that. It's no fun. Here is a toast to free speech.
posted by
Blanche.
on December 1, 2006 at 3:22 PM
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Yes, MC, i think I get sillier and sillier.
But I can still be quite silly after a good night's sleep, too. I'd like the chance to prove that sometime soon! I'll just look at emails, then I'll lie down (notice I didn't say go to sleep...) Bonne nuit p'tite.
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 3:21 PM
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Farsailor, it sounds good in some respects, yes. Beautiful.
But at least, after I've enjoyed my one hour allotted sleep, it's only an 18 minute walk to my office. Passing a supermarket on the way. I just need to prevent people living in the apartments below and to the side of me. Maybe polonium 2 might do the trick.
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 3:19 PM
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Bhaskar, it certainly wazs ludicrous alright. But then so is my bedroom
ludicrously noisy. I'd be better off sleeping on the stage during the first night of the musical: Tribute to Motorhead and Nirvana.
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 3:16 PM
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Tony, I don't know which side of town you are in now...
I read all six emails in six minutes! and answered them, wow, arn't efficient! Your sonnet is indeed hilarious, i think lack of sleep is doing wonders to your brain! May we should sleep deprive you for a while longer, and see what mad brain hairy scheme, you will come up with.
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 1, 2006 at 1:48 PM
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POPULATION DENSITY
HERE I SIT ON MY BACK PORCH, 300 METERS NEAREST SOMEBODY ELSE, SURROUNDED BY HILLS, MY LITTLE VALLEYS, TWO BACK TO BACK, WITH MOUNTAIN SIDE AT MY BACK. FROM THE HIGHWAY A MILE AWAY, TIS TRUE TRAFFIC I CAN HEAR, BUT THE THE WATER FALL SHALL FIX THAT. IF YOU CAN'T FIRE A 30'06 OFF YOUR BACK PORCH WITHOUT HITTING ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU, THEN YOU NEED TO MOVE.... NICE POEM BY THE WAY... EVER TRY HOT RACKING ON AN AMPHIBIOUS ASSUALT SHIP, AN INTERSTING EXPERIENCE IN NOISE, ORDER, STRESS, AND SPACE. 
posted by
FARSAILOR
on December 1, 2006 at 1:27 PM
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Hi There Tony,
After a tough day, reading your ping-pong sonnet had me in splits. Before reading it in full, I am constrained to comment in thankfulness for cooking up such a mellifluous, hilarious, ludicrously beautiful poem. Excuse me, my second reading will be only tomorrow.
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on December 1, 2006 at 1:03 PM
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Yes, I can keep up when we're both there at the same time!
It's a funny sight seeing six new emails in six minutes isn't it?!!
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 12:57 PM
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Tony,,,
Getting more "cuddly" as life goes on is one of the charms of getting older. Enjoy your trip down memory lane, and stop getting depressed about your waistline. I think some chocolate is in order here, don't you think?
Yeah, the screwdriver story is quite a coincidence, and I can still feel the thing driving into my bones... it was awful.
Okay, go enjoy your DVD. I answered all your messages, it looks like you filled up my box with junk mail again! It was lovely emptying it though. Just teasing. You can keep up with me, almost.
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 1, 2006 at 12:45 PM
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Hi there meinen damen
Yeah, two nights ago I had two hours sleep, and last night only one or less! You can forgive me for not writing anything too serious, I hope. Yes, MC, that is indeed a helluva coincidence! Hope you're a bit better today.
Am just watching a DVD of some film I shot in 1992, where I tour my old home town haunts and read the odd bit of poetry and some Marcel Proust. I looked thinner then, it's noticeable. Now in comparison, I resemble Santa Claus' fatter brother!
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 12:09 PM
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Schlaufst du gut, Herr Tony. I hope you get some sleep soon.,
Losing sleep is not good, not good at all.
posted by
Blanche.
on December 1, 2006 at 11:50 AM
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Tony cool poem trying to make light of an infuriating situation!
did you mention screwdrivers??? you are not going to believe this, but I had this nightmare, it was very painful. This maori woman was driving four screw into my bones on my back, and I was moaning in pain, lying on my front half naked. I woke up with a backache... it is your fault then. ha! You screwdrivers went to the wrong person, but is not it an uncanny coincidence?
posted by
marieclaire66
on December 1, 2006 at 11:39 AM
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Yikes.... you need some sleep, Tony
or what the heck - pour yourself a screwdriver and just join the damn party!
posted by
Troosha
on December 1, 2006 at 11:19 AM
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