July 15, 2003

getting around to it

I still promise to post the BEST OF THE BEST 25 answers I have on my poll, In fact it's almost done, but I've had a few distractions that kept me from really concentrating on the task the way I should have. Maybe tomorrow. If not then, the next day for sure.

I had a genital operation and went through three ISPs in one week. Please cut me some slack.

I do like the idea of LINKERS and THINKERS on blogs. You have the godfather as the ultimate linker and he who thinks too much as the ultimate thinker. In between you have the STINKERS, like me.

To tell you the truth, I like the stinkers best. We link, we think, but we really don't give a shit what you smell when you visit. What you find on OUR blogs all depends on what kind of mood we're in at the time. And if you don't like it, well... we have words for you. My favorite stinkers are:

kim du toit who is losing a lot of his secrecy because the Mrs. tells me his deepest secrets anymore. OPERA SINGER? Goddam! I was impressed by the bass-playing and singing stuff (and I ALWAYS kept an eye out for poontang when I was playing) but OPERA? C'mon, man, can you sing the BLUES???

grouchy old cripple, who reminds me of me so much that it's scary. It would NOT make the world a better place if he and I got into his wine collection together. I dunno. Maybe IT WOULD!

the dog snot diaries because Geoff responded to my "How I Shit My Pants" story with one that was more amusing than mine. He and I would probably end up in a fistfight ten minutes after becoming acquainted, but we would tire quicky of fighting and start drinking from the same bottle and telling pussy stories after that. I can see a drunken sunrise on the beach in my future if I ever meet that guy.

I may have discovered a yankee I can tolerate. I want to ride in his car and see what that baby will do. If he'll give me a ride where he lives, I'll take him shooting in the Southeast Georgia woods. Then, we can compare barbecue sauces.

Of course, I'll invite all of the above and take out the anchor chain to subdue this guy before we let him run loose.

Those are really MY KIND of bloggers, but I wouldn't recommend that YOU hang around them. They just may piss you off.