Saturday, 24 May 2008

Saturday night...

Oh scrotum sacs! I wanted to go out tonight but I thought I'd give all this drinking lark a rest for a bit, the last couple of days have seen excessive consumption and I'm skint enough as it is. Still I don't want to be at home writing this (sorry peeps, it's the truth). Saturday-fucking-night. Marvelous.

So I'm reading this book at the moment called The Double by Jose Saramago, I think I may have mentioned that a couple of posts ago but anyway. It raises some interesting questions. Imagine if you were watching a movie and some guy/girl in the movie looked exactly like you. In our protagonist's case the person has a moustache and looks slightly thinner, but only when he looks at some photographs taken of himself at around the time of the movie's making does he realise that he also had a moustache and was slightly thinner.

What frightens me here is not the idea that by some stretch of the imagination there is someone out there who looks like me (becuase lets face it, the idea that one has a doppleganger is a common one - can anyone say 'evil twin'), it is that there could be someone out there changing synchronously with me. If I were to cut myself shaving would he also do the same, if I was to get side swiped by a car and injure my leg would he have the same happen to him? Weird, proper fucking strange. I'm sure there's some kind of proof for string theory in all this but it's a little hard for me to conceptualise. So I won't bother, I'm pleased enough if I have provoked some thought in you. Either way, you should get the book.

The last book I finished reading was the Gene Wilder autobiography, "Kiss me like a stranger". I have since revisited all of Gene's movies (or at least those I could get hold of). He really is a trumendous comic actor, it's a shame he hasnt been in much since the late 80's. Of course he's an old man now (in his 70s) but I recommend YouTubing him for interviews to get a flavour for the mild mannered temperament of the man. He really is quite endearing.

'Til next time...

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