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I FINALLY buckled down and figured out how to add links to others blogs on the sidebar. I should have done it a long time ago. I am retarded. My current favourite link is the Edit-me link. I just keep clicking the "Refresh" button and hope for a miracle.
Unless I am sorely mistaken- and I hope I am- I believe the currently evil bird has biten my earring in two. I must away to a mirror and look further into this matter. I think a certain Roman ruler is in serious trouble, mister.
Unless I am sorely mistaken- and I hope I am- I believe the currently evil bird has biten my earring in two. I must away to a mirror and look further into this matter. I think a certain Roman ruler is in serious trouble, mister.
posted by la fille du fromage at 8:07 PM
9 Comments:
He's not evil he just does evil things...that is what my mom says about her cat anyway.
Most honored to appear. I'm still without a clue.
Honored to appear but second to gar? I must work on my presentation. Was it the Mud man story? He made that up! The bicycling story? Riding at night with inadequate illumination is just plain stupid, hardly blogworthy. I admit that his vocabulary puts mine to shame and he does out blog me by word count, but I'm feeling very insecure right now...hope the other Martians don't find out about this...they're a very competitive lot you know.
I have the early empire Roman emporors memorized.
Julius Caesar
Augustus
Tiberius
Caligula
Claudius
Nero
(then the year of the 3 emperors)
Vespasian
Domitian
Nerva
Trajan
Hadiran
Antonius Pious
Marcus Aurelias
or never mind...
You forgot palpatine....
Oh fickle fille, I fear
my letter has offended,
being afforded no answer.
Arnold S. Governator 2, "I need a vacation."
I assume you were put off by my embarrassing misquotation. I will do better next time.
I grew up in Westminster West, just north of Putney, just north of Brattleboro, Vermont. Not so far from you, at least geographically. Same feeling of snow.
-Jeanne
Well, the truth is, I couldn't pick "my favourite martian", so it boiled down to loyalties and logistics. The martian known as Gar was the first martian to make contact with me, which was quite kind of him allowed me to get my foot in the door to the red planet. the fact that he says he is clueless and doesn't know what i am talking about does in fact bother me. i wish he would be more specific. the mud man only gave him minimal pull. he does manipulate words in a winsome fashion. The martian Brendar seems by all accounts the most computer savy. He is a both a blogger and martian loyal and true and i owe him a debt of gratitude for his patronage. I don't think poorly of his vocabulary at all. I enjoy the Gar and Brendar blogs rather a lot. Now we come to Bargar, who seems far more quiet, but who I suspect may be the martian leader. Since he is "the center of the universe"- if i recall correctly- i have neglected to add his name to the links list as of yet. Frankly, I'm not sure he would want me too and I don't want to offend the leader.
Then we come to Jeanne, who as we all know, has no blog as of yet. She resides in Sweden, so she lives slightly closer to Gar, who resides in Switzerland. As soon as Jeanne feels able to commit to a blog, she will be added. If you aren't sure that you are up the responsibilities of blogging, perhaps you should carry around an egg for a few days, or a bag of flour. If they survive, I'd say you are ready. Is that the sort of remark that confuses you, Gar? Let me know so that I can retain your business, so to speak. I suppose constipation could also be a form 'retaining one's business', couldn't it? har. Can i be a martian too? I will be Hargar. Or is there a test or application form I need to submit? I know all the rulers of mars from the early martian empire in consecutive order...hee hee. don't get mad at me please, mr roman emperor commenter pants. just kidding around. wow. i should've just made this comment a post, yeah? man, i'm long-winded sometimes.
“the fact that he says he is clueless and doesn't know what i am talking about does in fact bother me … Let me know so that I can retain your business, so to speak.”
Fille:
Your prose is not the source of the problem; the clue-less-ness is my own. I rarely understand subtlety and allusion. Ask my spouse … she could go on forever. Perhaps earthling idioms are strange to me.
What I meant to say is that there is something about your posts, which is very appealing and draws me back, even if I don’t understand them. Please write much!
"Retention of your business" is not an issue that I can sufficiently address beyond suggesting hot coffee and a bran muffin.
At last! Eureka! Being so far from home, (a galaxy far far away). I trusted that I would "never more" fit into a group of entities that would remind me of the differences between them and me. I've found you. Shall I ever just remember that you are here, and so feel refreshed, (and vindicated by the journey from there to here)? I think not! Where ever my travels take me. I will one day return to this, though a mere shadow of my former visits, alas, it must suffice.
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