Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Op ven øster Bøkernase Frütsaläde

Püt om topp søck!
Ungdom fur alles!
Ja wir haben tøk
Und glemt me my talles!

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6 comments:

eyefry said...

Ooh, you have a blog! And double ooh, you gave me a credit for cover art for youknowhich! Awesome!

Earbrass said...

Heya! Of course you get credit for the fantastic illustrations! They are all great-- I was just sorry you couldn't make it to the Chennai launch...

eyefry said...

Blogger just chewed up my comment! Aarrgh, how frustrating!

Was just saying that I loved working on the book, have read it three or four times already and thoroughly enjoyed it, that it was fantastically well put-together, that you should make many many more such books that defy convention and sense and all that's unduly rational, and that I'm still kicking myself silly for not being able to make it to Chennai for the launch. There was also something in my masticated comment about comparing the Tenth Rasa with sitting in a washing machine, but I'm a bit hazy on the details now in my throes of anger towards comment-stealing Google...

eyefry said...

And thanks for the link!

p.s. that's "eyefry's blog". Dripscene's just a defunct URL that I can't be bothered to change any more. Sorry about the extreme anality...

Earbrass said...

Thanks, Eyefry. I appreciate your words that, like curds, gird me absurdly.
I shall keep up the good (read "nonsensical") fight against the Man (read "sense"). Would like to hear more about the washing machine... Does that have something to do with "The Bathing Hymn"??

eyefry said...

Like the bathing hymn only in terms of the general sudsybubblycleanlyness. Twas more, I think, to do with the whirling twirling tumbling spinning strange spyrogyroweirdness that makes you woozy but you can't help but enjoy. More people should sit in washing machines, I say!