Friday, April 28, 2006

 

Alstublieft

No pictures today, just riveting narrative. The Mrs. came here to give a paper at the big deal conference on Cathy Berberian, a singer who was known in the 60's for her crazypants abject extended vocal technique. The Mrs. kicked the butt of the people, what can I say? Then she had to get annoyed by the mouseiness of the musicology types.
"Music is not art."
Then my friends who live here flew me over. Cheryl is turning 40, so her wife Peggy bought me a ticket as a gift to Cheryl, because she has only been here a year and is still having the alienation, and having an old familiar around is the fun for the birthday. So I said ok, that works for me.

Comments:
Time to go ride the bikes to a beer!
 
Go get your beer Capt'n, all that bike riding makes a girl thirsty. I expect you will have to buy a beer bong hat and place it on your head with a tube coming down to your mouth corner.
 
Capt'n, have you surfed the canals yet? and enquiring sloths need to know: did you burst out of a cake for Cheryl's birthday? were there trumpets? I am imagining trumpets.
 
No bursting out of no cakes, no beer bong hats; sorry to disappoint yet again. It's not 'cause I'm not tacky, it's mostly 'cause I'm just lazy. But there are plans in the works for water skiing via a tow from a tourist peddle boat. I'm gonna make my friends peddle real hard.
 
Too lazy for a beer bong hat. That's not sad.
 
I just can't make the commitment. But perhaps tomorrow, which is Queen's Day.
All the Eurochoad of the world will be out, plus the fun people too.
 
Gaylord, right again. Spanky spank that lady on her beehind. She and everyone else will thank you for it.
 
Yo Dags,

Keep on keeping on with your bad self.

My love and happy 40th to Cheryl. And more love for you and the Mrs.

I love you so much, dagger, and I'm so happy that I know you.
 
Next stop: NEW YORK F*kincity!
 
I wish, pd....
 
Dagger, I love you too.
By the way, how was your ICA show?
 
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11 Comments:

Time to go ride the bikes to a beer!

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 3:19 AM  

Go get your beer Capt'n, all that bike riding makes a girl thirsty. I expect you will have to buy a beer bong hat and place it on your head with a tube coming down to your mouth corner.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 6:22 AM  

Capt'n, have you surfed the canals yet? and enquiring sloths need to know: did you burst out of a cake for Cheryl's birthday? were there trumpets? I am imagining trumpets.

By Blogger sloth, at 7:00 AM  

No bursting out of no cakes, no beer bong hats; sorry to disappoint yet again. It's not 'cause I'm not tacky, it's mostly 'cause I'm just lazy. But there are plans in the works for water skiing via a tow from a tourist peddle boat. I'm gonna make my friends peddle real hard.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 8:59 AM  

Too lazy for a beer bong hat. That's not sad.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:00 AM  

I just can't make the commitment. But perhaps tomorrow, which is Queen's Day.
All the Eurochoad of the world will be out, plus the fun people too.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 9:02 AM  

Gaylord, right again. Spanky spank that lady on her beehind. She and everyone else will thank you for it.

By Blogger Mountain Man, at 11:09 AM  

Yo Dags,

Keep on keeping on with your bad self.

My love and happy 40th to Cheryl. And more love for you and the Mrs.

I love you so much, dagger, and I'm so happy that I know you.

By Blogger ZS, at 4:51 PM  

Next stop: NEW YORK F*kincity!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:37 AM  

I wish, pd....

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 2:52 AM  

Dagger, I love you too.
By the way, how was your ICA show?

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 2:53 AM  

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