March 02, 2005

Can't Be Bothered

Not to be Bothered

uncle velvet's world tour continues. after criscrossing south america, he has now made his way to africa.

to keep track of the avuncular one's mischievous ways, check out his travel journal. clearly, my good man is having a blast, and in doing so is finding his voice.

one of his recent entries before he left for africa had a particularly strong resonance in the Kingdom:

    CAN'T BE BOTHERED - FEB 12, 2005

    Slowly but surely, "can't be bothered" has worked its way into my lexicon as a favorite phrase and one that's been put to good use here in Lima.

    Its usage is varied, but its various forms always capture the clinical insouciance that often creeps in while on the road for extended periods of time... especially as my time on this continent winds down. Examples of my new favorite phrase in action are as follows...

    The woman's thong on the dog's head would make a great photo, but I CAN'T BE BOTHERED to get off my arse to fetch the camera.

    I suspect that there are some wonderful colonial buildings (perhaps even an old church or two) and fantastic museums here in Lima, but I CAN'T BE BOTHERED to leave my bed during daylight hours to venture forth from Barranco.

    The beach at the bottom of the cliff or the paragliders flying high above it looks like good fun, but I CAN'T BE BOTHERED to go up or down.

    Yeah, I kinda look like a migrant farm worker, but I CAN'T BE BOTHERED to actually shave or get my hair cut.

    Yes Paul, I'm sure the friend of the bird you're trying to pull wants to tie me up and bust out a fresh jar of Jiffy, but I CAN'T BE BOTHERED to walk down to that end of the bar and navigate my way through a Spanglish conversation with yet another opportunistic gringo hunter.

    You get the gist.

uncle velvet, that's beautiful!

Posted by bojon at March 2, 2005 09:25 PM