Okay now for all of you who have been so terribly worried about the
famous toothache - here's the story.
(what you don't remember?)
We all recall way back in chapter one when I had the unbearable
toothache and wouldn't be nice ot anyone for a week, don't we? Well the
dentist visit back then amounted to an X-ray, a prescription for pain
killers and anti-biotics and a "come back next week for ROOT CANAL
TREATMENT". $45 for the X-ray, $27 at the Chemist and Yep, it wasn't
fixed straight away.
That was back on the 4th June.
I tell everyone I will be nice again next week when I have THE TOOTH
fixed.
The following week I go to the dentist for the hour long visit and he
digs and probes for an hour and then says "Right - see you next week"
.... whaaaat? The nice lady at the counter says "$600 thank you very
much" .... it starts to get so you don't know what hurts more!!!!!
Okay so I go again next week and more of the same with the end result
"Right - see you next fortnight" .... oh, come on now? The dentist is
off to Canada to study ... you guessed it ... ROOT CANAL THERAPY.
Okay last week I go back and think this is the real thing - the final
visit - he's the expert now, back from Canada and all, and we end up
back to "Right - see you next week" at the end of the session and he has
been playing this terrible jazz CD that he got for free when he bought
two T-shirts in Canada (how to make a patient really suffer).
But today I went and he filled the tooth and said that's it - he doesn't
need to see me for another year unless something goes wrong - too cool .
I took my own CD today as well so it was quite a good day until the girl
at the desk caught me on the way out "$95 thank you very much". Yep, the
final sting!
But for all those who were anxiously awaiting the news that I would be
pain free and pleasant again - maybe it won't be happening now at all ,
I'm pretty used to being grumpy after a solid two months of it and I'm
not all that impressed with my $767 tooth, it just sits there looking
like all the rest with nothing to show for its extravagance!
Friday, October 18, 2002
THE WRITTEN WORD
There is nothing more special
Than the printed word
It teaches
It reaches
It enforces the sword
There is nothing more special
Than the writing of old
They remind
They entwine
They circle the world
There is nothing more special
Than the hand written note
It sends love
It sends thoughts
It sends the inner soul
There is nothing more special
Than writing it down
It means you mean it
It makes it real
And it’s there for keeps.
There is nothing more special
Than the printed word
It teaches
It reaches
It enforces the sword
There is nothing more special
Than the writing of old
They remind
They entwine
They circle the world
There is nothing more special
Than the hand written note
It sends love
It sends thoughts
It sends the inner soul
There is nothing more special
Than writing it down
It means you mean it
It makes it real
And it’s there for keeps.
IMAGE REPLACEMENT THERAPY
It’s catchy don’t you think?
I’m in the midst of changing
All I can about me
Because there’s so much I can’t change
I’ve started with these three.
My moods they needed attention
As well as some minor ailments
Doc Randall had the solution
Popped me on hormone replacements
I looked like a derro or so I thought
So a hair-cut & some new gladrags
And even a colour change resort
Soon I won’t be advertising dags
Finally the faithful old Falcon
Just didn’t suit my new image
I had to be severe and abandon
My new Celica took the privelege
Those three under more control
The look it wasn’t complete
So I’m replacing the fat in rolls
With a slimline shape to beat
All this work is tiring me
But I’m sure it will be worth it
For too long I’ve just let it be
Now damn it - I am worth It!
Narrell
December 1996
It’s catchy don’t you think?
I’m in the midst of changing
All I can about me
Because there’s so much I can’t change
I’ve started with these three.
My moods they needed attention
As well as some minor ailments
Doc Randall had the solution
Popped me on hormone replacements
I looked like a derro or so I thought
So a hair-cut & some new gladrags
And even a colour change resort
Soon I won’t be advertising dags
Finally the faithful old Falcon
Just didn’t suit my new image
I had to be severe and abandon
My new Celica took the privelege
Those three under more control
The look it wasn’t complete
So I’m replacing the fat in rolls
With a slimline shape to beat
All this work is tiring me
But I’m sure it will be worth it
For too long I’ve just let it be
Now damn it - I am worth It!
Narrell
December 1996
A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ......
You remember the story about the lynching and the Almost Bros and the desperate plea for someone to save this agent's neck....... please see previous fax message. Well, a very gracious publican actually came to the rescue with an offer ..... I put the offer to the band and they deliberated for about five seconds and came back with 'Thanks but no thanks' and canned the whole week-end. So much for working on behalf of 'rock stars'.
My stay of execution at the hands of the band has turned to imminent assassination at the discretion of the publican and the Secretary Manager of the club....either separately or together!
However all is not lost. The Hollywood Band had already asked if there was a possibility of something in that direction for New Year's Eve, two members of this band are actually the Jus-Two duo. So how flexible can we all be? Alack and alas, the other members of the Hollywood Band have all taken on positions in other bands for that night.
Enter the 'Jedd Hobb Band' - in an aside conversation, they were informed of the agency position - "sounds great!" they said, "we'll do it - we'll even move some other jobs!" See, there are real bands out there, with real ideals. These are the bands who will long be remembered. They will always deliver the goods.
So the Jedd Hobb Band will be heading out west for the New Year's weekend with their new sax player and will make their mark in another area of New South Wales and the end result will be that everyone is happy, especially the venues, who will be getting quality entertainment.
Oh how I love a happy ending..........
You remember the story about the lynching and the Almost Bros and the desperate plea for someone to save this agent's neck....... please see previous fax message. Well, a very gracious publican actually came to the rescue with an offer ..... I put the offer to the band and they deliberated for about five seconds and came back with 'Thanks but no thanks' and canned the whole week-end. So much for working on behalf of 'rock stars'.
My stay of execution at the hands of the band has turned to imminent assassination at the discretion of the publican and the Secretary Manager of the club....either separately or together!
However all is not lost. The Hollywood Band had already asked if there was a possibility of something in that direction for New Year's Eve, two members of this band are actually the Jus-Two duo. So how flexible can we all be? Alack and alas, the other members of the Hollywood Band have all taken on positions in other bands for that night.
Enter the 'Jedd Hobb Band' - in an aside conversation, they were informed of the agency position - "sounds great!" they said, "we'll do it - we'll even move some other jobs!" See, there are real bands out there, with real ideals. These are the bands who will long be remembered. They will always deliver the goods.
So the Jedd Hobb Band will be heading out west for the New Year's weekend with their new sax player and will make their mark in another area of New South Wales and the end result will be that everyone is happy, especially the venues, who will be getting quality entertainment.
Oh how I love a happy ending..........
Thursday, October 17, 2002
THE YEAR OF THE RAT
According to Chinese Horoscope, 1996 is the year of THE RAT.
It is only 6th February and I could have told you without knowing about the Chinese stuff, that this year is indeed the year of THE RAT.
I have been ratted on more in the first 38 days of this year than in any other 38 day cycle in my entire life.
And I ain't gonna take it lyin' down.
If this is what it takes to survive in '96 then the world has a fight on its hands.
Let it be known from this day forth that Narrell Brown won't be pushed around.
Every obstacle I meet I will challenge, every bastard I meet I will deal with, every no I will turn into a yes and every asshole can go elsewhere.
I have been "nice" for 41 years, four months and 5 days and my niceness has just about reached its use-by date.
1996 is the year I have to make it or go under and I don't go under without a 'Helluvva' struggle.
Take me on and you take on the pent up frustrations of being Mr Nice Guy for too, too long.
Be warned - 1996 might be the year of THE RAT, but I have the Rat Sack and I intend to use it.
I will survive 1996 with or without help - I will even thrive in this lousy bloody climate!
so rack off RATS - we don't need ya!
According to Chinese Horoscope, 1996 is the year of THE RAT.
It is only 6th February and I could have told you without knowing about the Chinese stuff, that this year is indeed the year of THE RAT.
I have been ratted on more in the first 38 days of this year than in any other 38 day cycle in my entire life.
And I ain't gonna take it lyin' down.
If this is what it takes to survive in '96 then the world has a fight on its hands.
Let it be known from this day forth that Narrell Brown won't be pushed around.
Every obstacle I meet I will challenge, every bastard I meet I will deal with, every no I will turn into a yes and every asshole can go elsewhere.
I have been "nice" for 41 years, four months and 5 days and my niceness has just about reached its use-by date.
1996 is the year I have to make it or go under and I don't go under without a 'Helluvva' struggle.
Take me on and you take on the pent up frustrations of being Mr Nice Guy for too, too long.
Be warned - 1996 might be the year of THE RAT, but I have the Rat Sack and I intend to use it.
I will survive 1996 with or without help - I will even thrive in this lousy bloody climate!
so rack off RATS - we don't need ya!