Haiku Mania.

Davey Dreamnation, the hand inside the puppet head at Cordite and ludicrously successful musical 'artist' (who acknowledges the following as influences: 'Drugs, opinions, music, media, beauty, penguins, vanilla slice, national anthems, sports modelling') has just returned from the World Haiku Conference in Japan. Here's a sample of what he had to offer.

Sick.

Trust me, even if I'd been around this week, you wouldn't have liked it. I've had stomach flu since Friday night and have been crawling around the bathroom floor throwing up and fainting and stuff. I am up to Day Number Five in bed. I am seriously hardcore. I rock it to the tip top. I am so hip it hurts, gastro-intestinally.

Meanwhile, I heard you were looking for these:

* Your pen
* Your photo album
* Your vinyl collection
* Your pay cheque
* Your mother

Funny how they're always in the last place you look.

Furry Pop.

Been listening to Olivia Newton John singing 'Physical' tonight. Especially the bit at the end where she gets all raunchy and primal:

Let's get animal, animal
I wanna get animal
Let's get into animal...

I cannot resist singing along, but add the word 'suits' to the end of each line, as Our Livvy herself ought have to begin with.