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December 23, 2004

Ho x 3

After three days in the woods (a lovely break from the city) and having gone stir crazy in stores that end in "mart" I needed some sort of distraction. Though on dialup, I managed to keep up with my blog reading and even deposited some commentary here and there.

Now that I've returned briefly to my usual neck o' the non-woods, here's some linkin' love and other nibbles and bits for the holidays. Should I experience additional moments of insanity today (I'd say that's a guarantee) I'll add more.

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Al whips out the chainsaw ... in a manly effort to unearth a Christmas tree.

Lord Oz... tips us off that for $76, we too can become a Lord or Lady.

The divine Ms. Zoe is now on her Christmas break, and shared her thoughts about "Fuckwit:"

I left the office in pretty good spirits as Fuckwit didn't hold me back whilst he signed each and every bill that I've been preparing over the past three mornings as he usually does. He tried to, but I simply trilled that it was time for me to leave the office and pointed to my watch. I would stay on, but if he carries on refusing to employ me full-time for a job that needs a full-time employee, then up his.

Daisy claims her dog ate her blog posts.

Paul was in a wedding recently. He writes:

Actually, the hardest part of all was that we had to take pictures on a BRIDGE, in GRAND RAPIDS over a RIVER, in the MIDDLE OF WINTER. And yes, it may not be winter yet, but someone tell Michigan, cause my testicles will happily disagree. I didn't have a jacket and couldn't wear one if I did.

I love Paul. He's got the greatest sense of humor and a wicked, devilish writing style that I simply can't get enough of. Here's more:

I have more pictures, but I don't want to flood the web and cause it to crash from overhandsomeness.

Kat ponders:

I just noticed this morning that the damned clerk didn't pull a .55 cent coupon off of the bottle of shaving cream I purchased so I'm seriously considering taking that coupon back to the store, stapling it to his forehead and demanding my .55 cents. That's not an over-reaction, right? If you think about it he really has it coming.

Here's wishing Tine a speedy recovery from a very nasty chest cold!

MIA bloggers...

I'm missing Nick's blog writing. I hope your holidays are lovely Nick.

I also miss Tom and his blog, HeadCleaner(). Damn.

...and Dawn's fabulous writing. Boo hoo!

Pogo is dreadfully busy:

The manic Christmas Eve gimme them fuckin sprouts or I'll rip your head off and shit down your neck Sainsburys thing needs to be sorted out tomorrow. Never pretty. Always entertaining. I wonder what the Mad Impulse Buy will be this year?

Greg asks What does it mean?
... as my node fills up, there may be some speed variations but, for now, I'm Shatner riding the rocket to places unknown at the speed of light...

Sad, Sad, Sad

Ted, if you know anything about me at all, you'd know that the rudolphs are "deer" to my heart. I'm, I'm, I'm... shocked. Hey! Is that Al from Fulton Chain dressed as Santa?

Today's quote comes from Kenster J, my delightful podcasting partner in slime, who blurted out the following mid-conversation. (note: context irrelevant.):
Well that's just downright horny!

Cindy

Comments

Brain matter deposited by: Wendy on December 23, 2004 9:57 PM

Brain matter deposited by: paul on December 24, 2004 1:07 AM

Brain matter deposited by: Tine on December 24, 2004 3:32 AM

Brain matter deposited by: paul on December 24, 2004 8:28 PM