Brian has a
metaphorical headache. He has been moaning all morning whilst carrying out his
chores. What he wants is a new 1000 gig control box from The Apple Corporation.
It would take me an Illustrian week of gigs to pay for it. So he is not getting
one. Brian is very close to the point where I trade him in for a newer model, which will come with a better control
box and a better attitude. And he keeps harping on about Veronica being worth
ten Georgia’s and why don’t I move
her in. I shut off his sound for a bit of peace. I use my IGBI special video
link to find out how Veronica is. All I get is Smith being all uncious, which
doesn’t suit him, and we will contact you. It is not as though I am saving the
Universe. I put in the Fats chip and play some of his numbers, to see if I can
spot any chord changes that shouldn’t be there, but all seems Okay to me. Brian
buts in and says Georgia is on the holovid.
She is a
sight for sore eyes. Her red hair is like copper in the sun and her freckles
very prominent against her white skin. Her hologram is leaning on the end of
the piano.
‘Want to
take in a Suroundaround.
‘Yeh Okay,
anything to get away from Brian’
It’s “I
Married a Witch” with Frederic Marsh and Veronica Lake,’ Susan Heywood is in it
too. We’ll take my sister along for that part’
‘The
Veronica Lake?’
‘As cast by
Rene Clair.’
Since our
little bout in the hospital, Veronica has been shot again. It is becoming a
habit. The things you have to do to save mankind. I drag my mind back to the
present. For extra cash at the suroundaround it is possible to not only to play
out the film, but to be in at the rehearsal stage, and some of the outtakes.
‘Lets do
the whole thing, The Film, outtakes rehearsals. I’ll pay.’
‘Sounds a
gas’, says Georgia. See you in the screen room, is an hour Okay?
‘Yes’
The
hologram fades, and Brian chips in. ‘Shall I lay out the tux, Sir?’
‘Don’t be a
prick Brian it’s not a premier, something casual will do, but nothing fuchsia,
I hate that fucking colour.’
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