Thanks to Elena and Roob.
On Thursday night, Kumbuka, a silver back gorilla escaped from his enclosure at London Zoo. According to the media, he is a ‘Psycho’. He was born in Northern Ireland. Belfast to be precise.
It was like being in Jurassic Park. And I won’t go into details, as it would take too long, but there is a ‘Shirley, you can’t be serious’ joke in there.
From BBC News :
‘Eyewitnesses Hannah O’Donoghue-Hobbs and Charlotte Neild likened the gorilla’s escape to “like being in Jurassic Park “.
They told BBC London they had been escorted away from windows near the enclosure by the police.
They added the gorilla had been seen by other visitors and that it had appeared to be “really angry” and was “banging on the cage”.
Anyway, the next morning I set off for work quite normally, but on my walk to work I bumped into my Russian friend, ‘Lucy’. She was returning home after taking her children to school and was carrying a rubber horny Dinosaur toy, similar to the one below. For once, I was a bit lost for words and garbled some rubbish at her, and by now, she probably thinks I am a complete and utter loony.
I had left for work earlier than normal ( probably to meet Lucy ) and filling in time, I walked around my local mall, The Belfry. And walking past Super Cuts, Kumbuka is staring back at me.
‘He was completely wild.’ ‘Wild. I was absolutely livid.‘
Talking Heads : ‘Psycho Killer – Qu’est ce que c’est’.
And when I got into work, this picture from ‘The Lion King’ was waiting for me.
Yesterday, I was reading an article, in the fountain of knowledge, The Mail Online, about a ‘Glitch in the Matrix’. For me, it’s not so much a glitch but a huge Grand Canyon size chasm in the Matrix. But is it friendly or hostile ? Maybe it depends on your interpretation.
From the cast of ‘Orange
Is The New Black’. ‘Vaginas Against Trump’ and ‘Fuck You Trump’. If you were Donald Trump, you may ask ‘I wonder what they are really saying’.
And Elves all of a sudden are jumping out at me. Such is my life.
Does Any Thing Matter ?
‘Donald. Where’s your troosers ?’. ‘All mouth and no trousers’. ‘Blowing in the Wind’.
But perversely, the more I understand it doesn’t matter, the more it does matter.
Grandad. Feel better soon.
We Love You.