Travel Monologue, the Second

Today's haul: two minature cars (one won in competition), a golf ball (competition), memory stick, powerball(comp), pda usb charger, hot drink keep-it-warm mug/flask, SIP for Dummies book. Several bottles of Beck's and glasses of reasonable wine, nibbles and a few attempts at nintendo wii golf/tennis plus assorted bidness cards from people who I hope to firmly exclude from my "network".

I've been building my network for many years and I'm very particular about who I let in. So far I've got an imaginary gin salesman from Saudi Arabia who never speaks, an old man who meets me in pubs all around the world and takes on the persona of a local old man who hangs around the pub all day, a whippet who keeps saying "I could've been a contender", a hat, a skinny old woman with too much make-up who keeps telling me I look like Michael Jackson and a scandinavian businessman with a gold tooth who seems to think I'm gay - "not that there's anything wrong with that" (Sienfeld).

if plastic was chocolate I'd be a lion,
if conjurers were gods I'd be a priest,
if imagination was money I'd eat cake,
if I could listen to my heart, I'd could sleep,

if I've laughed a thousand times I've cried a million,
if I've loved a dozen times I've fooled myslef,
if dreams were paper prints I'd be a poet,
if my heart could listen to me, I'd sleep forever.

JJ