Beauty.....

...... not a whole lot going on around here this evening...... I spent most of the day reading, writing, and committing horrible acts of genocide against the various fire ant mounds out back while the lawn pixies mowed my yard.......

..... so since I have been so otherwise withheld today, I will take my leave and find comfier climbs than may be found here at the computer desk..... the patio is beckoning...... having said that, though, I can point you in the direction of a few interesting folks who definitely have things going on..... for instance:...

.... Sugar Britches has backslid.... and it is a beautiful, beautiful thing....

.... Boudicca gave me a splitting headache....... FIRST thing this morning....


.... Oom Keesie thinks I'm slothful..... hey, brother, I ain't slothful...... I'm just misunderstood...... I assure you that I am quite vigorous.....

..... The Piper is polishing his poetic side to a fairly bright luster...... brighter than usual, actually.....

.... Elisson has returned safe and sound from Nippon.... AND he has photos of himself in some odd silk dress and with matching waistcoat.....

.... and The Bitterman has an interesting post about 'being Southern' that definitely strikes a chord...... yes, sir, it surely does.......

..... there, see?..... plenty of lovely reading for y'all to do without me having to turn the proverbial finger!...... slothful, indeed...... humbug!....

..... so, with that, I'm off to sip a lovely 28 year old Dalmore and hold down the patio furniture......

... peace be upon you all..... oh, and before I forget.... hey, thanks for all the corn information you guys provided in the previous post...... I ate very well last night thanks to y'all.......

by Eric on April 25, 2008 | Bullshit (6) | TrackBack (0) | Blogging
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Sorry I missed the corn advice by 1 posting. You know, you can store a lot of corn in the Empire State Building or the Chrysler Building.

Bullshitted by Cappy on April 25, 2008 09:27 PM

That, my Reubenesque friend, is not an "odd silk dress...with matching waistcoat." It is a yukata, the ubiquitous Japanese cotton bathrobe, paired with a haori jacket for extra warmth.

People actually wear these things out on the street, especially in hot spring resort towns. Damn comfortable, as long as you wrap it up securely to prevent Wedding Tackle Exposure.

Bullshitted by Elisson on April 25, 2008 09:43 PM

Uhm, E...did Elisson, newly-arrived back from The Land of Impeccable Manners, just call yo' redneck ass "Reubenesque," as in zaftig?

Yo.

Bullshitted by Erica on April 25, 2008 09:49 PM

Oh, word to Cappy. He slays me whenever he says that. Never fails.

Bullshitted by Erica on April 25, 2008 09:51 PM

I made the honor role! Hell, I ain't been this proud since i made straight A's back in sixth grade...course i dropped out after that, i figgerd...best go out winners.

Bullshitted by Jay- the friendly neighborhood piper on April 25, 2008 10:53 PM

No, Erica. If I wanted to call Eric zaftig (which he most certainly is not), I might use the term "Rubenesque."

But I said "Reubenesque." As in "Reuben." My gentle way of yanking the chain of the Tennessee Boy.

Of course, it's hard to uphold the fiction that Eric is in any way a Rube, given his prodigious knowledge of the Ars Poetica...


Bullshitted by Elisson on April 26, 2008 05:48 AM