OBAMA SOUVENIRS
This blog would be more interesting if I led a more adventurous life. I know that. I just don't seem to be carrying the adventure gene. It's one of a whole teeming mob of desirable genes that were bypassed way back when I was being assembled. The closest I've ever come to an adventure was in 2006 when I was mistaken for a terrorist (I hadn't shaved that morning) and was subjected to extraordinary rendition. They ruled out taking me to Egypt, since I had already started confessing to stuff, and settled for Belgium. They put me in a Comfort Inn (yeah, they have Comfort Inns in Belgium! Go figure!), in a room with only one double bed. Once they determined that the lack of a mini bar wasn't going to break me, they exposed me to a procedure they called Spit-Taking, in which they made me drink a glass of water, and then in the middle of a gulp, told me a funny joke. The resulting coughing and choking was excruciating, and I confessed to everything I could think of. By the time I had gotten down to the time in fifth grade where I had let Gwen Miller copy my answers on a Problems of Democracy test, they decided they had gotten all the useful information they were going to get, and
No, I didn't have this adventure either. I told you, I don't have adventures. Just trying to beef up my readership. Have you seen my comment figures over the last week or two? Pathetic, except for the pcb header. Maybe I should design her a new header every few days. But what kind of life is that?
Sparky Donatello
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no you're not the adventurous type, and yes, since I read your posts faithfully, I should comment more.
but I like your writings and drawings, I can't help it. Even though you're not Indiana Jones (sigh)
love the lighting you did in this!
I don't have adventures generally either... I just make up stories and pretend to have a life :) It's so much fun in this head of mine.
can't stop laughing at the Gwen Miller bit..
Aaaah so disappointing! I was agog with curiosity about your adventures in Belgium (being Belgian myself y'know),when, rats! ,as my son in law, a well-trained canadian where politeness is concerned in presence of his mother-in-law (me), would say - rats! nothing after that ominous 'and'.
'They' could have forced you to look at them gulping Leffe,Orval,Hoegaarden...nectars while obliging you to lap your water couldn't they? Nibbling some chocolate - mmmh that sweet rich smell, in front of your desperate eyes ?
Sigh...
OK, I'll be good and tell you anyway that I discovered your blog about 2 months ago, that I put it right away under my eyes for everyday checking, that I enjoy very much your chronicle and sketches, and that your links are very interesting . Thank you for all that. Cheers,Lou.
fabienne, I happen to know that Indiana Jones couldn't draw his way out of a paper back. That's what he was compensating for with the whip.
cootie, yes they were very patient while I set up the lights and flags and stuff.
k8, I see now where your head stories are. You seem to be every bit as verbose as pcb. I'm going to have to hire a reader.
lou, I picked Belgium because of "In Bruges" and the fact the a fellow figure-drawer only drinks Belgian beer. Makes me wanna go there one day, which I won't, though. Not an adventurer, remember?
I said paper back up there. I meant paper bag, of course. Sometimes I have clusters of aneurysms like a string of firecrackers going off. Usually, it's kind of fun.
If you look at the pcb header post you will find that 4 of the comments were me, attempting to make myself look better. That's how I overcompensate - with comments. What am I compensating for? Ah, therein lies a tale. A long tale with many unrelated chapters and subheadings, copies of a few arrest warrants and one crumpled, tear-stained paper napkin from Wendy's.
Actually, I'm just compensating for a really tiny willie.
The smaller the better, you ask me.
Commentswise, I prefer kwality over quantity
Yeah, but here at Crackskull, you get both!
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Yeah, well, kwality don't pay the bills.
Well, I guess quantity doesn't either.
Hey Wally. I read/look at your stuff every day (stuff meaning blog, of course). Thanks for all the chuckles. Sorry I never comment. I hope this can make up for all those times I creepily clicked on your page, laughed an evil little laugh, and thought "this man has NO IDEA WHO I AM!!"
I didn't really do that. Not all of it. Maybe 2 of those things.
Anyway. I love the way your mind works. Please keep entertaining us. Thanks.
Thanks, rm. That was you laughing? I wondered who was doing that. By the way, is it pronounced "erm" or "rem"?
Yeah, "In Bruges". That Irish or English actor
fellow Farrell (I'm a Paid Poet), redeemed himself by being totally unredeemed in Bruges after playing Captain John Smith of Jamestown, filmed near us in Norfolk Virginia. Made you want to go to Bruges igcognito. As for the beer, am really confused in that we just sold our Bud to a company in Belgium.
You can call me "baby"
Sparky > I knew it ! I knew there was something kinky about the whip :-)
Adventures are overrated. People who can watch other people and then ramble semi-coherently about it are in short supply. So for the love of god don't start doing stuff.
Not even a week after the president election the blond topblogger from Sweden, Linda Ekholm speaks out loud about Obama!
And I really believe this is truly written by heart. Scary!
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