UPDATE: This entry originally published itself several hours late and with no picture. I have since adjusted the timestamp; I’ve had no luck thus far with the picture. Stupid Sprint PCS.
“A Picture Share!” indeed. Methinks it’s wunna themthere Junk Bonds. :) “Thanks for Nothing.” ~KC Cole (acknowledging her mentors re her book “The Hole In The Universe”, about The Vacuum. :) Waw haw haw. :> ‘Duuude! Wake Uuuup! Like, the Eye-ranians are Attacking your Pixels!’ (Hi BZL :)
LOL! to the Cheese & the Hebrides, yes the Cloisterous & the Boisterous are both very merry this day. :) As fer Meee, fair Al’air, I’d have yer ter Know that I was Scored very highly on all my testes. ;>
I wouldn’t squeak about the Imbibing if I were in Your nest, wee sleekit (etc. :) Beastie ~
Some Guinness had spilt on the barroom floor
When the pub closed up for the night,
As out of his hole crept a wee brown Mouse,
And he stood in the pale moon light.
He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,
Then back on his haunches he sat,
And all the night long you could hear him roar:
“Bring on the god-damned Cat!”
:)
The “Z” stands for Zak, btw. A “Hi” to Becky Zak Loy. :> The preceding faux-quotation was a parody of her famous phonecall, recorded for Posterity on the answering machine, to a slumbering Brendan & USC roommates on the morning of September 11, 2001. ‘You Guyyyys! Wake UUUUP! Like, the Iranians are attacking New York City! WAAAAKE UUUUP!!!… [etc :]’ (Eventually, they did. :)
February 1st, 2006 at 8:33:20 am
Yes, apparently too much freedom…there’s no picture?!!
February 1st, 2006 at 9:14:37 am
Brendan can’t fix the picture this morning because he’s suffering from a “live boozing SOTU hang-over”……
February 1st, 2006 at 10:02:10 am
I see the irony … The picture has been freed from its earthly bonds and has taken wing!
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow must learn to fly.
February 1st, 2006 at 10:11:24 am
worker bees can leave
even drones can fly away
the queen is their slave
February 1st, 2006 at 10:31:44 am
“A Picture Share!” indeed. Methinks it’s wunna themthere Junk Bonds. :) “Thanks for Nothing.” ~KC Cole (acknowledging her mentors re her book “The Hole In The Universe”, about The Vacuum. :) Waw haw haw. :> ‘Duuude! Wake Uuuup! Like, the Eye-ranians are Attacking your Pixels!’ (Hi BZL :)
February 1st, 2006 at 12:22:33 pm
What does the Z stand for?? Brendan Zachariah Loy?
Sounds nice and Old Testicle :-P
February 1st, 2006 at 1:05:33 pm
Isn’t Brendan New Testicle ? Joe, on the other ummm ‘hand’, is clearly Old Testy …
February 1st, 2006 at 1:10:46 pm
Brendan himself, since being married is now No Testi (evil Alasdair-ian grin)..
Dang, that live boozing must have really have hit him hard.
February 1st, 2006 at 8:00:54 pm
LOL! to the Cheese & the Hebrides, yes the Cloisterous & the Boisterous are both very merry this day. :) As fer Meee, fair Al’air, I’d have yer ter Know that I was Scored very highly on all my testes. ;>
I wouldn’t squeak about the Imbibing if I were in Your nest, wee sleekit (etc. :) Beastie ~
Some Guinness had spilt on the barroom floor
When the pub closed up for the night,
As out of his hole crept a wee brown Mouse,
And he stood in the pale moon light.
He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,
Then back on his haunches he sat,
And all the night long you could hear him roar:
“Bring on the god-damned Cat!”
:)
The “Z” stands for Zak, btw. A “Hi” to Becky Zak Loy. :> The preceding faux-quotation was a parody of her famous phonecall, recorded for Posterity on the answering machine, to a slumbering Brendan & USC roommates on the morning of September 11, 2001. ‘You Guyyyys! Wake UUUUP! Like, the Iranians are attacking New York City! WAAAAKE UUUUP!!!… [etc :]’ (Eventually, they did. :)
February 2nd, 2006 at 8:16:18 am
I testes-fy that the rye was dry
And the beer was chased by gin;
The blood drenched moon was in the sky
As the Heathens bathed in sin.