July 20, 2007
A Truncated Trip to the ATL
That means a short trip, for the regular readers. Cut short. I often wonder if the word don't come from the fact illusionists saw women's trunks in half. Probably not. There's etymology, the proper study of linguistics, then there's the shit I just make up on the fly. Velocimology?
Anyway, my long suffering sister will deny it, but she'd forgotten that in addition to my beautiful daughter I was also bringing the hellhound. She was great, though, my sister. Treated the pooch like something closely resembling something from this planet. Which the dog ain't.
So Wednesday I was given libbo, and went a mere block away to meet my hinky tights. Kelley made it! Nice to see our friend. Ellison, Richard, Zonker, Denny, Key.
And new blood.: John Cox. Great guy. A bit opinionated, and we navel gazers hate that, but I think he'll fit in nicely. After he breaks left once or twicet.
Now for the concert with my daughter: I really don't want to place that in the same post as my aforementioned reprobates. I'll post later.
Sorry, folks. It's a daddy thing.
Your sister is a class act. (Where you came from is anybody's guess.)
Posted by: Elisson at July 20, 2007 9:25 PMI am the fruit of the Senator's loins. As is Belinda.
Posted by: Velociman at July 20, 2007 10:14 PMI thought it was the milk man...........
Posted by: Maeve at July 21, 2007 12:07 AMI had fun on Wednesday night but Lord knows I wish you and I had more time to actually talk. Too many conversations to juggle. Perhaps I can take a weekend trip down to the Jax area. Don't want any "break left" action, though. Of course, I could turn left at the hotdog stand. I'm downtown with that shiznit.
Posted by: zonker at July 21, 2007 2:25 AMHuh huh huh huh. He said, "fruit." Huh huh huh.
(Shaddap, Beavis.)
Posted by: Elisson at July 21, 2007 8:23 AMMore hot offspring? Sweeeet!
I would make a joke related to future daddy hating, daily habits in grams, and ending up in Playboy for dudes with multiple hot daughters but that's just too brutal.
Even for me.
Posted by: bitterman at July 21, 2007 11:46 AMHah. Key Monroe and I have decided to get unfixed, and produde Uber Velocibabies. All males, with 10 inch penises and brains the size of Key's.
Posted by: Velociman at July 21, 2007 1:43 PMYou mean like me...maybe with half the penis and a quarter of the brain.
Posted by: Richard at July 21, 2007 7:44 PMShite. You met Cox? I hope he didn't say nice about me. We've been co-bloggers for years now at the Detroit News.
Posted by: Libby at July 21, 2007 7:58 PMWow...See what happens when you are sitting at a noisy table, and you can't quite make out what the other person is saying...so ya just kinda nod your head in agreement? Just damn. ;D
Posted by: Key at July 21, 2007 9:51 PM"That means a short trip, for the regular readers. Cut short. I often wonder if the word don't come from the fact illusionists saw women's trunks in half."
Ahh, how the mind wanders sometimes. My mind wandered in a similar direction one time at my local barber shop. Fortunately my barber was armed and I wasn't (well, nothing serious anyway), or he might've been tempted to call 911 when I asked him why he had a container of Barbicide on his counter. What with regicide, patricide, fratricide, etc I thought he might reconsider. Apparently he was unconcerned with its potential uses, but he _did_ shoot me an interesting look.
Posted by: porkchop?? at July 24, 2007 5:20 PM