Two years in and still no sign of an escape route. Or a pension plan. Glorious stuff.
This was a joy to read, like watching a man wrestle an idea down a laneway, lose his footing, and emerge somehow triumphant, covered in ink and florid metaphors. The long-delayed door knob post remains the people’s true hope, but this will tide us over.
Here’s to the Street Writer: barefoot, slightly deranged, and still charming coins from strangers with nothing but a pen and a twitch!
Congratulations Steve. Keep your entertaining and thought provoking posts coming!
Thanks Peter. Entertaining and thought provoking is exactly what I have been trying to do.
Two years in and still no sign of an escape route. Or a pension plan. Glorious stuff.
This was a joy to read, like watching a man wrestle an idea down a laneway, lose his footing, and emerge somehow triumphant, covered in ink and florid metaphors. The long-delayed door knob post remains the people’s true hope, but this will tide us over.
Here’s to the Street Writer: barefoot, slightly deranged, and still charming coins from strangers with nothing but a pen and a twitch!
You’ve struck the nail on the head. It’s a spectator sport for those amused by people trying to fight their way out of paper bags.
Thanks for reading Kris.
Well then, onward!
Yes stumbling and falling all the way!
Congratulations and all that jazz…here’s to the next two. Thanks for all the (fish) posts.
While I’m here…are you also Wabsnazsm? If no satisfying, (affirmative) answer is received I’ll ask Wab if he’s you. One of you will know…