A side note that I have been remiss in addressing the reams of fine comments from down below.
Just absurdly busy. Typical day is, roll outta bed at 0-dark-thirty, try to finish up some work fomr the paying gigs, post something up, hit the road and -- boom -- I'm getting back to the castle and it's 10-11 at night.
Just like that a day is gone, and then the sandman goes all Chuck Norris on me.
Oilfieldguy mentioned in the last thread that he was going to be at YearlyKos and wanted to meet you. He's not the only one.
I propose that as we get closer to the date, we fans of driftglass organize a Chicago meetup to fete this great wordsmith and see if we can't enjoin him to appear with promises of free food and drink, along with a bevy of adoring libidinous liberal lasses.
What say you all?
And drifty, it won't matter to any of us if you physically resemble Don Knott's love child with Conchata Ferrell: you're a bonafide god.
Damn! I'm a hardened cynic, but that was just poignant as hell. That little tear pulled from his eye as he plunged into the mist pulled a little tear from my own eye.
Hey, a trampoline at the bottom (tall enough to absorb a high-momentum object) and the whole "what-happens-at-the-bottom" problem goes away, even adds to the flying experience.
Little dude seems like a decent engineer, I'm sure he has made contingencies.
Doodle Bean, All I saw was a bird disappearing into the clouds. The rest is all in your head :-)
Terry/beq, I like stories with ambiguous endings, and I like yours the best.
Roberto, I know. Strange that cartoons can do that.
Bustednuckles, Thanks
billy pilgrim/ Malacandra/ Oilfieldguy, I’m just a part time kvetcher, but I appreciate the compliment(s).
Yes, I’ll almost certainly be at Ykos; I can hardly not go with them rubbing my geographical nose it in, so to speak. But I will be going in full stealth mode and staying clear of the millions of digital cameras that’ll be present.
Which won’t be hard because except for my squeaky, Minnie Mouse voice, I am the most perfectly nondescript person you will ever meet.
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A side note that I have been remiss in addressing the reams of fine comments from down below.
Just absurdly busy. Typical day is, roll outta bed at 0-dark-thirty, try to finish up some work fomr the paying gigs, post something up, hit the road and -- boom -- I'm getting back to the castle and it's 10-11 at night.
Just like that a day is gone, and then the sandman goes all Chuck Norris on me.
Oilfieldguy mentioned in the last thread that he was going to be at YearlyKos and wanted to meet you. He's not the only one.
I propose that as we get closer to the date, we fans of driftglass organize a Chicago meetup to fete this great wordsmith and see if we can't enjoin him to appear with promises of free food and drink, along with a bevy of adoring libidinous liberal lasses.
What say you all?
And drifty, it won't matter to any of us if you physically resemble Don Knott's love child with Conchata Ferrell: you're a bonafide god.
I'm not planning to make the Kos gig, way to mainstreamy for me.
But I'm just up here in Milwaukee, if there's a drifty meetup count me in.
Um.... you mean 'make it' to the bottom of the cliff at high velocity?
I really liked it.
Damn! I'm a hardened cynic, but that was just poignant as hell. That little tear pulled from his eye as he plunged into the mist pulled a little tear from my own eye.
Hey, a trampoline at the bottom (tall enough to absorb a high-momentum object) and the whole "what-happens-at-the-bottom" problem goes away, even adds to the flying experience.
Little dude seems like a decent engineer, I'm sure he has made contingencies.
Thank you terry, I needed that.
...not extinct, are they?
Doodle Bean,
All I saw was a bird disappearing into the clouds. The rest is all in your head :-)
Terry/beq,
I like stories with ambiguous endings, and I like yours the best.
Roberto,
I know. Strange that cartoons can do that.
Bustednuckles,
Thanks
billy pilgrim/ Malacandra/ Oilfieldguy,
I’m just a part time kvetcher, but I appreciate the compliment(s).
Yes, I’ll almost certainly be at Ykos; I can hardly not go with them rubbing my geographical nose it in, so to speak. But I will be going in full stealth mode and staying clear of the millions of digital cameras that’ll be present.
Which won’t be hard because except for my squeaky, Minnie Mouse voice, I am the most perfectly nondescript person you will ever meet.
In fact, I’m right behind you…right…now.
....AWESOME...
..tho SOMEONE ought ta tell that BIRD that the GOGGLES go on BEFORE the flight....
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