Monday, September 04, 2006

Look at my range.

Jeremy sat on the balcony pondering nothing in particular, as pondering, he firmly believed, was not the best process for exploring specific events and detail. He sucked slowly on his cigarette, a habit which would allegedly end his life prematurely, before taking a sip of green tea, a habit which would allegedly prolong his life. The irony of these two things together was not completely lost on him, but as someone who keenly observed irony, it did not register high enough to be considered as a highlight to the evenings proceedings. A plastic shoppilng bag slowly floated down street below, dancing with a unique arrogance that seems to be reserved solely to plastic bags that have the freedom to dance after 1am, despite restrictions that generally confine such bags to carrying shopping and lining bins in household kitchens. Jeremy watched it float all the way down the street. He momentarily entertained the thought that it may have been the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. This thought, like other things done momentarily, did not last long as he realised it was a highly unoriginal concept, and he had always maintained that Life Is Beautful was well thought out but, like most bands from Perth's second albums was, "a bit wanky". Jeremy knew that he was no longer pondering, as he had moved onto a more specific topic that the limited definition of pondering allowed. Although, he could not for the life of him ok out how the cocky translucent Coles bag had shaken him out of this state, and forced images from the previous nights television into his head. He made a mental note to have Kyle Sardilands killed, although Australian Idol would probably continuue without him, it would hopefully be considered a "warning shot". Yes, Kyle Sandilands would play the same role the front windows of Gas Nightclub played several weeks ago. In a moment of unprecedented spontaneity, Jeremy extinguished his cigaretre in his cup of green tea. This time the irony was appreciated, as the best irony is usually subtle and symbolic. Jeremy smiled and started rehearsing exactly how he would explain this to his coworkers in the morning. This following thought made him frown in self disapproval. He could be such a wanker sometimes.

5 comments:

Brad said...

Is this an autobiography edwards??...and by the way it was in American Beauty that the plastic bag in the wind was given more credit than it deserved. Life Is Beautiful is the one about the holocaust.

nina said...

so deep you had to publish it twice.

James Ross-Edwards said...

brad - smartest thing you've said all year. there is nothing wanky about roberto benigni, i apologise to anyone who has been offended.

nina - yeah thats right, twice. your comment was so amusing you should have published it twice.

James Ross-Edwards said...

twice.

Anonymous said...

Douglas Adams, anyone? Beautiful work, James