Conversation #24 – The Unprincipled and Venal

Greg says:

This world is full of the unprincipled and venal

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

There’s truth. Can you give me time out for five mins

Greg says:

Very well

.

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The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

[ahhhhh]

Greg says:

Eh?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Black as hell, strong as death and sweet as an angels kiss

Greg says:

I repeat – eh?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Turkish guide to good coffee – black as hell, strong as death, sweet as an angels kiss

Greg says:

Is hell particularly black? – I thought of it as more fiery. Sulphur and brimstone and that

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Hells a big place – there’s room for both I expect

Greg says:

So why pick something that’s only black in spots? You wouldn’t go for black as a leopard

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Perhaps it’s a translation thing. Either way doesn’t alter the fact that the steaming cup in front of me is black as the blacker parts of hell, strong as death and bitter as an ex-wife’s peck on the cheek

Greg says:

Needs to be snappier - the ex-wife bit ain’t bad though

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Meh. Plus irrelevant to the younger generation

Greg says:

Are we not the younger generation?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not really.

Greg says:

I guess not – when did that happen?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not sure to be honest – I think they must have changed the boundaries somehow

Greg says:

So 28 no longer counts as youthful?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Did it ever?

Greg says:

[sigh]

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

[sigh]

Greg says:

On the subject of which the world is full of the unprincipled and venal

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

The subject of what?

Greg says:

Square brackets [glares]

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

And how do they relate to the unprincipled and venal

Greg says:

Because you derailed this conversation with [ahhhhh] above to yammer on about Turkish coffee

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not Turkish coffee. Turkish proverbs. The coffee is italian

Greg says:

The nationality of the coffee is irrelevant and does not effect the degree to which the world is packed with the unprincipled and venal

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

The nationality of coffee always matters. Anyhow I’ve gotta go. cu

Greg says:

You bastard

Conversation #23 – Coffee, Coffee, Coffee, Coffee

Coffee is discussed and contrasted with Evil and the capriciousness of bosses

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Coffee is not what it used to be

Greg says:

Morning Kenny and damn straight

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

?

Greg says:

It used to be crappy.. now its less crappy

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Rubbish

Greg says:

Till a few years ago it was granulated coffee or nothing

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Granulated? Very posh. We drank instant Fontelroy & make that at least eight years ago

Greg says:

Nothing posh about granulated and besides six max.

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Then came the golden age – plus there was a starbucks in Leamington in 97

Greg says:

The golden age of starbucks? – and that was brand new plus it was novelty

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

The age hath died, coffee standards have dropped

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

And it doesn’t matter if the starbucks was brand new – it was a symptom of the age.

Greg says:

You drivel – are you saying when decent coffee shops were nowhere it was a symbol of high coffee appreciation

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Yep – current coffee shops symptom you see

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

They remain like roman statues – testament to a long lost age

Greg says:

What long lost age – 97 to 05?

Greg says:

Still drivel. What has spurred this idiotic statement by the way?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not idiotic... not drivel... and my current cup is infected with bad

Greg says:

Bad?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Bad. Just add water evil

Greg says:

And why?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Kay offered it me

Greg says:

& kay is hot?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

[shudder] worse. kay is boss

Greg says:

Your boss made you coffee?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not exactly boss. Team leader

Greg says:

And hip with the kids?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

That kind of thing

Greg says:

but rejecting her offer of coffee would annoy?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

unpredictable. Annoy would not be good though

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

I’ve got a mini caffetiere normally. this stuff tastes like pond water

Greg says:

snob

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Hell yeah. When was the last time you drank instant?

Greg says:

I had a cup from a machine on Plymouth station. That was middle of Sept

Greg says:

Needs must – reminded me of beef soup

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Bizarre thing is she’s a snob in her own way

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Will only drink her evil out of anything but china

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Rant over.

Greg says:

And out

Conversation #22 – Big Game Hunters and Botanists

The bleakness of human existence is discussed along with suitable professions to pick-up girls.

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

You claim to be a scientist

Greg says:

Sometimes. It’s a crappy line though.

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

True. Hasn’t quite got the masculine grrr of big game hunter

Greg says:

That alienates the animal crowd though

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Lumberjack?

Greg says:

Greenies

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

How about millionaire playboy seeking stable relationship

Greg says:

Theoretically good but not hugely believable

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Not the way you dress

Greg says:

I might be able to pull off eccentric millionaire playboy

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Does that beat big game hunter?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Or unemployed bum for that matter

Greg says:

I dunno. Perhaps there’s a website

Greg says:

Did you start with a point by the way?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

I did

Greg says:

Good

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Yes

Greg says:

Do you wish to share it?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Yes

Greg says:

&?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Can’t remember

Greg says:

Good

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

I’ll get back to you

LATER

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Okay – You claim to be a scientist

Greg says:

No. Millionaire playboy me

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Wearing those shoes?

Greg says:

Eccentric millionaire

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Fine. Let us suppose you were a scientist though

Greg says:

Ok. Any particular kind?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

I’m easy. How about a botanist?

Greg says:

Very well... for purposes of this conversation I’m a botanist

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Am I going crazy or is it the whole world?

Greg says:

Woah – big question

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

No one said botany was going to be easy

Greg says:

Do you include yourself in the whole world?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Ok. Me, the whole world or the whole world excluding me?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

Look either I’m nuts or the whole of the rest of the people in this office have to be

Greg says:

This doesn’t sound good

Greg says:

Plus its more choices. How about everyone is sane and it’s the organisation that is crazy

Greg says:

I keep being told that any corporation, psychologically, would be considered a sociopath

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

You’re a botanist remember – quit with the sociology

Greg says:

Fair enough – check your boss for greenfly and get back to me

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

That’s pathetic

Greg says:

Really?

The Kenny of the Seven Veils says:

really

Greg says:

Well I’m a millionaire playboy. What do I know?

Conversation #21 – Glory and Respect

Victory is shouted from the rooftops in accordance with custom and we end not with a bang but a whimper

Greg says:

Hear this today

Greg says:

all people of all nations hear me

The Mona Kenny says:

morning

Greg says:

Sing it loud and sing it proud

The Mona Kenny says:

Oh no. no singing.

Greg says:

Are you really going to criticise my singing ability?

The Mona Kenny says:

Nope. My own.

The Mona Kenny says:

If I hear I’m going to be singing I try to be in a different room

Greg says:

On its way to epigramhood but it ain’t there yet

The Mona Kenny says:

If I was wearing my smoking jacket you’d be in real trouble bud

Greg says:

Either way we are evading the point. Shout it from the rooftops...

Greg says:

Let the heralds proclaim...

The Mona Kenny says:

Yada-yada-yada

Greg says:

We won the pub quiz!

The Mona Kenny says:

That is the wow?

Greg says:

And we didn’t cheat!

The Mona Kenny says:

That is a wow

The Mona Kenny says:

Any other entrants?

Greg says:

scores

The Mona Kenny says:

And these entrants. Anything wrong with them

Greg says:

No. and you will not ruin my day of carnival

The Mona Kenny says:

Is that a challenge?

Greg says:

Not really. In fact it’s a grown man doing a little dance

The Mona Kenny says:

And what did you win for your triumph?

Greg says:

Glory + respect + £14

The Mona Kenny says:

Was that you personally or you as a team?

Greg says:

As a team – divied up I got £3 (plus Glory and Respect)

The Mona Kenny says:

Off a stake of?

Greg says:

£1 (plus no Glory and little Respect)

The Mona Kenny says:

Basically you won a pint then

Greg says:

In London? Gotta be kidding.

Greg says:

But glory and respectwise I’m in the bank.

The Mona Kenny says:

Well congratulations then. I will contact one of my agents down there to pat you on the head

Greg says:

Thanks - but could you clap me on the back instead, the hair you know

The Mona Kenny says:

Very well. To maintain the balance you will be clapped on the back but by a kind of camp agent with a bunch of daffodils

Greg says:

You know I can’t see that boosting either my level of Glory or Respect

The Mona Kenny says:

Possibly not but Infamy-wise you’ll get a fillip

Greg says:

Maybe but I’d rate Glory and Respect over infamy any day

The Mona Kenny says:

What’s wrong with infamy?

Greg says:

Lots of people are infamous but I wouldn’t want to be them.

The Mona Kenny says:

You say that now but Casanova was infamous

Greg says:

So was john-wayne bobbit

The Mona Kenny says:

Point taken

The Mona Kenny says:

So to speak

Greg says:

[whimper]

Conversation #17 – Irrefutable Character Faults

In which Kenny gets In The Pink and we both get excessively maudlin.

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Hey

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Hey

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Oi!

Greg says:

Oi wat? And whats with the pink?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Are you ignoring me or what?

Greg says:

No. Was doing stuff. And whats with the pink?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Your never busy slacker. And its Breast Cancer Awareness month

Greg says:

Just cos I don’t have set hours for being busy...

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Just cos you’re a slacker

Greg says:

Whats got up yau ass?

Greg says:

figuratively

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

You ignoring me for one

Greg says:

Don’t care about that. What about two?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Dunno.

Greg says:

Bull. Quit holding bakc

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

I’m insufficiently in touch with my inner me

Greg says:

How do you figure that?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

I didn’t – had to be told

Greg says:

Message from God?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Message from Em in fact

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

it was written on the sky in ten foot letters of flame though

Greg says:

I reckon some e-mail must have gone round

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

On fire writing?

Greg says:

Re: Keeping your man in check with unrefutable character faults

Greg says:

El hit me with arrogant a couple of weeks ago

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Can’t deny it

Greg says:

Not without appearing arrogant

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Or non-self aware

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Bleeding induction

Greg says:

Curse all philosophers

Greg says:

Got to say I didn’t handle it well though

Greg says:

kinda laughed in her face

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

There are bad moves and bad moves..

Greg says:

I was under stress

Greg says:

what did you do?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Stuttered a bit then ended the conversation ASAP

Greg says:

I sit in awe

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

You’d think that breaking up should end that kind of thing

Greg says:

Yeah but then I’m single

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

And I’m insufficiently self aware to judge others

Greg says:

curses

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

sign

Greg says:

Do you mean sigh?

Kenny, fair Kenny says:

Piss off

Conversation #15 – Curse your ee’s

In which Greg starts to re-stimulate the conversation by pinching topics from weblogs. Oh, and if you need to ask…

Greg says:

emesis

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

You spoke

Greg says:

Emesis: vomiting, throwing up, upchucking, etc

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Ah, as in emetic

Greg says:

probably

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

well what of it?

Greg says:

Nothing really

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

In that case allow me to say ephemera

Greg says:

touche

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

You can’ t have that

Greg says:

Erm. That was supposed to be touché as in touché not an entry

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Then play curse your eyes

Greg says:

Is that what this game is called?

Greg says:

cos Curse your ees would be better

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Play!

Greg says:

execrable

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

epistemology

Greg says:

elegy

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

echidna

Greg says:

You see the ees/eyes thing is funny because I as in the letter I is spelt eye

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

If a joke needs to be explained…

Greg says:

get more clever friends?

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

You always get like this

Greg says:

Like what?

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Every time we play a game and you start losing

Greg says:

Since when am I losing?

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Like some demented kid on a sugar high

Greg says:

But I’m not losing!

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

2-0 to me

Greg says:

1-1 tie

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Ephemera beats emesis, echidna beats elegy and the other one is split. 2-0 me

Greg says:

Yeah. But emesis wasn’t an entry

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

That’s what started us off!

Greg says:

Ephemera beats execrable, elegy beats epistemology, last to play. 1 all

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Its pathetic. The manchild cheats at mornington crescent

Greg says:

Don’t give me that

Greg says:

The instigator goes first to balance the advantage

Greg says:

You instigated

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Like hell I did

Greg says:

The emesis thing is like a sidebar

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

You knew what would happen if you started a conversation with emesis

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

And I got forced into ephemera

Greg says:

You won with ephemera

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Yeah but you instigated

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

So why did you start a conversation with emesis if not to force me into ephemera

Greg says:

I like the word

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

It’s a good word

Greg says:

Shall we agree to differ?

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

I think we both know the truth

Greg says:

I knew it was just a matter of time

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Fine

Greg says:

fine

Kenny ate my Grandmother says:

Cheerio

Greg says:

Ta-ra

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