I have made a very silly immature comment over at Tom’s about his masculinity.
Ditto Pamela and her eclipse-causing chest.
I have been very rude to my American friends over at Carmentza’s place.
So I can go now.
While I am away, try this game if you are bored:
Go to a blog that you normally read. Check the comments, most recent first.
When you find a comment from someone who you don’t know, go to their blog.
If you like it, leave a comment. Make the comment very obscure, but not anonymous.
If you don’t like the blog, search the comments for someone you don’t know.
And repeat.
Leave me a list of links to good places in the comments here.
(For those of you who are not familiar with html, you can put a hyperlink by the following example, except you need to change both of the { to <
{a href=”wwwrubbishorg”> some description of your own choosing {/a>
)
I have to warn you that I tried it and didn’t find anything interesting after 10 minutes, but what else are you going to do while I am away?
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Do have a lovely time in Kansas City, and don't get up to anything that you can't imagine me doing.
You're (virtually) opening the batting on Saturday, so don't tire yourself out over there.
Have a good time Vicus, and kind regards to Mrs Scurra.
enjoy yourself and don't come back. i'm sure you'd be a perfect aide to mr. bush (president of the usa, in case you'd forgotten).
I disagree, Zoe. Regardless of anyone's opinion of Vicus' intellect in this forum, he lacks at least one vital quality to be a good Bush Administration soldier - complete and utter mindlessness. Come to think of it, he lacks several qualities for the position.
Making Vicus a presidential aide would be like making Don Rickles grand marshal for a gay pride parade.
Did you leave a note for the milkman?
I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come..
Hey Dorothy have fun clicking your heels!
I hope that your excursion into the bowels of Americana proper is a relatively incident free experience. While in Eden please refrain from mentioning the names of Leakey, Dawkins or D.A.R.W.I.N. or you will be the recipient of taxpayer provided room and board at the Heretic Hotel.
I'm goin' to Kansas City, Kansas City here I Come...
Good heavens, Jack, you're right, he will be there for the 4th. OK, Vicus, a few survival tips here; this is Guy Fawkes Day, only drunker, if that's possible. They usually try to set fire to Detroit, but that's down the road, so you should be OK.
Do not discuss politics if you plan on coming home. Remember the citizens are armed, they discharge them on the 4th and sometimes people inadvertently get in the way. Mentioning Jesus or any of the other religious icons in any context is probably not a great idea either. Order a Bud. I don't advise drinking it, just order it and let it sit there. if you really want to make friends, then order a Busch. Same thing, don't drink it; don't even smell it, after the stuff you're used to here, this isn't even recognisable as beer.
Bring your own food, vegetarianism is thought of as a cult religion. I have never seen any sort of vegetarian establishment west of New York State and they don't pick up again until Colorado. Subway is adequate in an emergency, they make a vegie sandwich you can subsist on. I guarantee you will have eaten there at least once during your stay.
Other than that, you should be fine. God help you, or them, as the case may be.
I would wish you a good time, but judging by the comments made here there are going to be complications. This is why I never venture further afield than Margate.
when you feel your mistrust of mankind in general slacken, be sure to ask for something vegetarian. your mistrust will snap immediately back into shape. enjoy
Have a good trip. You'll be on my continent...behave!!
Personally, I think he should spend July 4th the way my family always does: by going down to Windsor on the St. Lawrence and making sure the cannons still work. Point to Detroit, boys!
Ahem, he will also be on the continent for Canada Day. Wonder what mind-boggling festivities the Yanks have planned for that day? Sorry, I'm extra-bitter today because of the flood of tourists asking "howcum all your prices are in Canadian dollars?"
I feel a strong pull from my loyal readers. I mentioned all of your names at immigration, and still managed to get it.
I will not be eating at Subway, or in the subway.
I will be leaving this continent on the 4th of July. A mutual exchange of unwanted debris.
Richard. C sharp
vicus, I feel so tingly that at last we're residing on the same continent.
Not staying to see the fireworks on the fourth?
Actually Pam, I suspect that he'd think the states would be much like many Arab countries on special events, what with explosives and tracer flying over populated areas
Ah. I understand. My neighborhood turns into a war zone on the fourth. It's frightening
Pam, FE, very accurate assessment.
Methinks Vicus prepared for his trip by reading a little Graham Greene - probably quite appropriate for travel to the U.S. these days, especially "The Comedians" given our own Papa Doc and current Baby Doc
Are you the new Alistair Cooke, Vicus?
RIchard, I think Dave is looking for me to be the new Alastair Cook.
Be careful Vicus. The last guy who was Alastair Cooke got his bones cut out for the medical tissue market and was buried with a skeleton made of plastic plumber's pipe.
For safety's sake, I'd settle for being the next David Frost.
kfxrfc: the new ad slogan for radio station Last.fm's DJ in London (think I'm makaing this one up? Google it >B^P)
Which one, the dead broadcasting icon (and as correctly pointed out by Mr FE, latterly full of piping) or the youthful Essex and England opener?
The latter, Richard, old chap, I checked the spelling.
I am not Richard.
I know that Geoff, but maybe you are the new Richard.
He doesn't know that though, Geoff. We're never seen in the same place together
Isn't that amazing? I hadn't even read your post and yet am doing what you say!
Wherever you're going, travel safe and have fun :o)
And how do Brits celebrate the 4th of July? Jez curious.
They have a Target there, eh? Be sure to tell them that Team Member #45046158 from T1505 says hi.
/Yes that's my new summer job.
//and the main excuse for not writing in the blog
///slashes!
fzshgfww- Dangerous flu variation found only in the credit card reading machines at Target stores.
It's sad that I actually miss Vicus' rantings. What does this say about my life or the lack of one? Maybe I shouldn't go there.
We don't celebrate it. We secretly rejoice though that hindsight is a wonderful thing and that getting shot of the stroppy foster kid was a pretty good idea in the end.
Vicus, I am imploring you to start posting again. Anything to distract raincoaster. She's our houseguest and she's locked herself in the computer room, posting the kinds of anti-Bush screeds that I'm sure will get the wife and myself a free trip to Gitmo at any moment. The IP traces to this house.
I hear she's posted them to the blog of some Conservative. Please tell me you're going to start blogging again; she's much less dangerous reading than writing.
The tranquillizer gun has had no effect.
Vicus love, where are you? Don't tell me you've left all the doggers (or whatever the hell you keep talking about) and joined our American cousins.
when the hell are you coming back???
Aww, he's just bein' ornery. Reckon he'll fetch up back in Blogsville sooner'n later.
Then thur'll be hell ter pay...
Vicus,
Assuming that all's well that ends well, I look forward to your return lest I turn back into a sloppy, sentimental yet turgid writer of my own miminally relevant experiences.
Besides, I've got a great Lanfranc joke that I've been waiting to use evr since I waded through college English history while doubling up on a Russian history course.
Or, as Stolypin always said, "Serf's up!"
When Pushkin comes to shove, I always say. . .
Cheers Vicus. I tried that, but sadly ended up at a blog subtitled "Chronicling My Walk With God", at which point I lost the will to live.
When Pushkin comes to shove, I say shove him back.
And now I'm off for my shift as a Gogol dancer.
Enough! Nabakov, you're in my space!
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