Friday, January 16, 2004

 

Silence

It's been unnervingly quiet at the Lake. No more Christmas cards, no phone calls promising to catch up 'between Christmas and New Year' or 'before we get back to work', no more frenzied SMSing until our poor single old mobile phone tower (the one they don't even bother trying to disguise down here) just can't take any more like on New Year's eve. Farouk says that the 'yenks' (as he is wont to call them) have got it wrong with their DO NOT CALL REGISTRY: what we need in Lake Bolac, he reckons, is a DO-CALL list.

He'd been on the web seeing if such things existed, but the poor old blighter could only find some site that let him become a pen pal for prisoners. He says he's resolved to write to Cathy from Wisconsin because she doesn't drink or swear, and she likes boating.

I thought I'd try to help him out and typed 'ferret' into a few personals sites: that was a mistake of gargantuan proportions. Ferret_tits? I don't think so! Ferret78 would never do: he's an aquarian, and Farouk goes by that sort of astrology stuff. Ferretman3 lives on the wrong side of Port Phillip for any sort of significant bonding to occur. Farouk said he would have taken a fancy even to Ferretlady3 had she also not been so far away, and confessed that she spent 8 hours a day at her computer. I was too kind to point out that she was also a graphic designer!
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