Listorama: Facebook status updates vol 41

BetaRish is...

Happy National Poetry Day! / As all the poets say / And when their rhymes run dry / They lie down and have a cry

is spinning his wheels

knows there’s a tickle there

is waiting for controllable heat

is the meaning

What if the future doesn’t arrive tomorrow?

is worth 1.21 jigawatts

is missing playtime

might have over-solved his hunger problem this morning

is back at the digital coalface, undertaking his eternal task, attempting to fill infinity

So apparently, infinity still needs filling!

The dance is always on the edge of ending, and starting again

Take it up? Or bring it down?

How you doin’?

is all swing tags and racing rhythms

is both scandal and crisis

The schismatic numismatics are frantic with antic panics

But what of the beginning?

Doesn’t have a most used word

And the wolf said, “What every month? That’s a bit of a chore.”

What’s all this then?

is eight lines and a turn

says “Delayed emails are prophetic”

is just no then yes

Thank you so much for all your birthday wishes and good cheer. You’re all marvellous

is the king of his destiny

is concepting around the concept of concepts

is an inuksuk

Build, build and build again

London is coloured grey today

is a self-facilitating node in the link verse

The floor awakens

Really, truly, most sincerely, wishes the year was over already

The rush continues

is hand-working his angst about capitalism, for that true socio-economic artisanal flavour

is putting his faith in the motherlode

Happy Christmas vibes!

Lovely to plot and scheme for 2016 and beyond with Nathalie Teitler

Happy New Year from me. A growl from my back. Ow

The canal is quiet this morning; my desk is less so

Meetings are beating me down

Still incoming!

is still missing his fountain pen

The Starman ascends

The break is broken

And on we go

Shoot crazy

If anyone can advise of a career where one doesn’t come into contact with megalomanical blowhards as clients, I’d be very grateful