Saturday, 1 June 2013
The so called Locked Double Helix State of Equilibrium.
It appears I am in a state of equilibrium, which is not good for my diary as it started when I was not fighting the masses hoards of the Zombies of Space, evil monsters from the far reaches of the universe hell bent on stealing the secret formula of Custard Creams, while two distracted men fight a dual on issues that I will not discuss here. But I think if I say Custard Creams and Jammy Dodger Biscuits I can be sure that 99.9999999 percent of the world’s population will not have a clue what I am talking about.
This state of equilibrium also means I have not been making a twenty five foot (high not legs) steam powered penguin or fighting a huge man eating squid in the pond or teaching Gnats to fly in formation over the veggie patch in a re-enactment of the Battle of Britain, as it happens a gnat in a steep dive at full speed makes a rather good Junkers Ju 87 Stuka although that is not the point; none of this happened due to this damn state of equilibrium. I am not sure how long a state of equilibrium can last I have heard rumours of people trapped inside them for years on end, and that in the worst case a state of equilibrium can be created inside another state of equilibrium in the so called Locked Double Helix State of Equilibrium.
I did get a small two stroke engine going today, went to the Castle of the Bishop briefly, put a bracket on a wall and cut some grass, poked a stick in a dark damp muddy hole and cut some hedge, but this is terrible what will that nice Steven Spielberg say when I should be climbing wild unclimbed things and saving Custard Creams. I will need to puncture the fabric of the state of equilibrium tomorrow or I may be doomed to a life of doom. I may go and help the Ghost Writer turn radiograms into Elvis, no sorry I mean a super gaming computer.