This edition of PFTP is going to be a little different, as I didn’t actually publish any posts last February. Instead of the usual countdown of the best posts, I’m going to explain to you where I was.
You probably know all about my life as an agent of Sherby57 – if you don’t, then have a look through some of the posts, here. In short, we are a secret society that is tasked with maintaining the fabric of reality in this particular universe. Since this is a secret society, I’d ask you not to mention it to anyone.
Anyway, each universe has its own trans-dimensional lighthouse, where someone has to sit and watch for any fluctuations in the space-time continuum. It’s as unwanted a task as jury duty, so I was dismayed when last February happened to be my turn on the rota. It was allegedly only going to last a month, and I luckily got the shortest month, but 28 days sat in a pulsating energy pod is not my idea of fun. I almost hoped for some kind of apocalyptic event to give me something to do.
Anyway, I packed a lot of books and a few jazz mags and resigned myself to life in the pod. It was as boring as you would imagine, sat, day after day, literally staring into the abyss. As time ticked on, it looked like the month was going to pass by completely uneventfully.
Then, just as I was about to go home, typically, something happened that meant that I couldn’t. Since most of this adventure happened in March, I’ll tell you all about it next month.
As the fabric of this particular universe is a peach chenile , it does take some looking after, watch where you put that coffee!.
I would imagine it`s rather wearisome making sure there are no creases or folds occuring, and with all that staring i think there is a danger of abyss blindness.
As we are all still here( i think we are anyway. i appear to have all my bits ) i must assume you were successful in your mission. So untill last month when we can read the next episode and find out what disaster we have been saved from, i thank you for your heroic efforts.
Yours Mankeythreehorse
p.s for some reason that doesn`t feel quite right,oh well
I’d like to extend a big thanks to yourself for continuing your wathcful wake over us. I’m a bit disappointted in your use of knocker based literature to spice up your endeavour, unless by ‘jazz mags’ you actually mean you were reading ‘Django’s Finger Monthly’ then I apologise.
Ye Gads! I’m horrified that I gave the impression of taking knocker-based literature with me. I should clarify: I took along my mini-sax so I could do some groovy, freestyle jazz stylings. I took along several of the leading publications with me, Django’s Finger Monthly being a personal fave, for tips\advice. There was a great article in Graham’s Hep Cats Quarterly on the best way of abandoning chords, scales, and rhythmic meters.
I apologise profusely for any confusion\hurt caused by this misunderstanding.
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