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Sunday, October 09, 2005

 

17:42

I haven't forgotten about this blog; I'm planning to update it soon. But the update will take a little time and I'm usually online for fairly short periods lately.

Comments:
I was going to post a comment, but I decided it wouldn't make much sense, so I didn't. (I had three cups of yerba mate tea this morning... It's sort of like having an itch to do something, anything, whether or not it makes any sense)
 
Hey There Sport...
How are ya??? Been wondering how your latest trip went??? Be nice to visit with ya.
Laters Gma
 
I think this post was written by an imposter who has kidnapped Fibonacci and is trying to buy some time before the police are alerted to his disappearance. It's just a theory, of course.
 
Not unless they also built a realistic robot double.
 
One ought not to doubt the reach of modern technology.
 
And here I figured you'd say I was just in on the plot! ;-) I'm not, of course, but that's just what I'd say if I was, right? So if I say I am in on it, then I must not be. Unless, of course, that's just what I want you to think! *stops; slaps herself* Ummm, I was never here?
 
I didn't consider you as a fellow criminal, although the idea that Fib is avoiding blogging because he is doing illegal activites and he's afraid to spill some important clue did cross my mind.
 
Ah, the brilliance of word verification is once again demonstrated....
 
*starts singing*
SPAM, SPAM, SPAM, SPAM!
SPAM, SPAM, SPAM, SPAM!

*in the background someone shrieks*
"I don't want any spam!"
 
Here we go again...
(;
 
Goebells: Hello, well you join us here in Paris just a few minutes before the start of today's big event: the final of the Men's-Being-Eaten- By-A-Crocodile event. I'm standing now by the crocodile pit where- AAAAAAHHHHH!

(FX: Crocodiles eating, French exclamations and sirens)

Newscaster: Ah. Well I'm afraid that we've lost Brian. While they're sorting that out, we have a report from Barry Loothesom in Lughtborrow on the British preparations for this most important event.

Monty Python sketch
 
Still waiting.
 
*smiles and stirs a large vat of concrete* So...how much weight do we need? Hmmm? Oh, we're by a lake for the picturesque scenery, of course. Pay no attention to the human-sized box behind me... Yes, I suppose that there's just enough concrete to fill it. *blinks innocently* Is that important?
 
You murderous scallywag. Be warned--there shall be vengence! Mwah ha ha...
 
Vengeance? *looks puzzled*
I'm just stirring concrete here.
 
Having re-entered the face of the map Aunt Bee comments:
: ) Very suspicious Qalmleah...

(I haven't been on for so long that I had to dig deep in my brain for my password!)

(Clue - Obviously, someone who knows Fib's password has been around to add word verification.)
 
*half fills the box with concrete; inserts large ceramic pots into the concrete; fills up the remaining space, leaving the pots empty*
Hmmm... I still have some concrete left over...
 
Ah, so more than one innocent person has become a victim to your malfeasance? Cremation...clever tactic, but I'm still on your track...fair warning.
 
*fills the pots with water and puts bamboo sprouts in them* Now...to find some pandas...
 
*Pshaw* Alright, I admit the panda decoy strategy worked once, but I know better this time.
 
*settles for pouring the leftover concrete into panda shaped moulds* There, that should do it!
 
Ah-ha! Perhaps this is the diversion...hmmm--I must resume my search for Fibonacci, and possibly vengance, elsewhere!
*mounts noble steed, brandishes sword, and gallops away toward the distant, setting sun*
 
Ummmm... watch out, that's—
*winces at the crashing noise*
Never mind. I didn't need the painting of the sunset any more anyway.
 
I'm suing.
 
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