“Gartland is by far the best of all the expatriate writers in Southeast Asia.” --Jodric Plinth, The Nation.
'So enjoy the prose and verse of John Gartland or you could see what is going on with the wall and the U.S. Government shutdown over at Twitter. Up to you.'
Thanks Kevin Cummings.
I cull a lot of my quotes and ideas from his webpage.
Kevin has bent over backwards to help the dog.
Who can't forget the pet mongrel dog called Lady who every time you pat the bitch, it bights your face?
A real snapper.
'That's me to a tee,' said my muse.
Everyone loves the underdog.
'What if he sues you.'
Come on Mark, he's in Thailand.
'And that's working against him, too,' said Mark.
Yes, whores and drugs on tap.
It's a retirement village where the inpatients never sleep.
The only pill they are prescribing is Viagra.
'In the hope of them getting a cardiac arrest in their cock regions.'
'Been there and done that,' said Gartland who set a scene in a Bangkok nursing home.
It was autobiographical, where he changed the background but kept all the sordid details functioning in the foreground.
It was a blowout on cocaine, ladyboys, smack, (that order) and exhibitionism of a go-go bar rented out to a certain Dr Poltergeist, who claimed to be Lazarus, 'having lived a millennium before you were even out of diapers son.'
'Truly, Gartland is avoiding who he really is. A failed rock and roll star who watched his dreams go up in smoke as Keith Richards stole his drummer.'
That's what Asswipe, from Big Tit Inc., had to say about Gartland's contribution to the book, Different Drummers.
