An "Ask Auntie Lowan" Digression.

sure...and I suppose the next preposteration will be that some people don't do that

Hi Bernie good to see you around the less serious threads occasionally-how are things with you fella ?

Debs, no imputation was meant, this is a fun thread

Oh, don't mind li'l fluff-brained lop-eared me - I fully face the fact I footle - heeheeheheheheehhehheeee!

No, no - these threads are the thinking person's footling!

Preposteration - I LIKE that word - wait 'til I use it on Craven.....plotting.....

Oh - morning all!

Morning - smiles wanly

wanly? why?

hiama

Cordial greeting seen. I'll raise you an intimate full-body hug.

dlowan

I bequeath the term to you personally. It could find no better home, featuring that clear 'harumph!' tone found in the prose of all your really good writers, and dowager colonials.

My very own word! This is like getting a comet or something named after you!!!!

Blatham,

I'll match your intimate body hug and raise you a glass of finest Bushmills

Debs,

I've always thought of you as preceptorial in the nicest possible way, we all need to be kept in line after all, especially us Unicorns

Me? I keep people in line?

Thud!!!

I am all alone on A2k - except for the Google bots - oh my!

what mischief can I get up to?

release the hamsters?

give the sleeping Jespah and Craven apple pie beds - or wedgies?

Go and moon all the most serious threads?

say rude things about everyone on their threads?

let off a stink bomb?

Distribute whoopie cushions?




choices, choices...

...and I think Tommy Franks really put his finger on it when he said in the White House briefing last week, that "If the incredible fighting force of the Fifth Infantry had entered Mosel without the strategic advantages provided by our Special Ops heroes, then things would have had the same inevitable result, but....hey! where the **** did all these hamsters come from!"

heehee - WHAT did he put his finger on, exactly?

er, his tommy frank?

(blatham, you've never struck me as addled in any sense of the word; and i suspect you lauch a great deal more heartily than coleridge.)

crap, i had a third little item here. what the hell was it? sigh. i've got dikaryotic hyphae and basidiocarps running through my brain.


oh yeah! my big dog is scared of the dark.


no whatcha'all talking about?

All right - I will bite - what the SMEG are "dikaryotic hyphae and basidiocarps" and why are they running through your brain?

I had a dog who saw ghosts.....

and Blatham is a treasure! a treasure!


As are you and Hiama, I hasten to say...

Is anyone else extremely irritated by people who call animals "it"?

I seriously wanna bite them!


Dear Digressors from Auntie Lowan,

can any of you tell me why I am unable to get a new digression thread to take off?

are you all bored crapless by the whole concept, or do you feel at home on this one?

mushrooms (but from studying, of course, not eating... maybe you should look it up. who can say?)


yes, I hear the canajuns are going to start exporting bits of him down here; unfortunately there's a stiff tariff. (i think it's worth it, but others seem content with our domestic blatham. their taste may be unfortunate. who can say?)


did IT tell you this? (actually, our last house, we discovered upon moving out, had previously been occupied by a sort of amateur witch. she fell asleep with some candles burning and there was a wee fire -- of which i have a feeling the house had had several; we had one there, too. when the fire department came to put her fire out (watch your filthy minds!) they found the carcasses of dozens of squirrels and mice. apparently she'd been making ritual sacrifices. the dogs were always sniffing around at the walls and barking at the ceiling and floor. it may have been at the ghosts of those critters. or it may have been the actual live critters that lived in the walls and ceiling and floor. who can say?)


not as irritated as i am by people who roll me over and look between my legs so they can refer to me with the properly gendered pronoun. (i once had a rabbit -- a male rabbit, it turned out, though the process of discovering that seemed to cause him some irritation. or maybe he liked it. who can say?)


i can shorten my post if you like. i'd let you do it, but you're way down there on the bottom of the planet. the planet's bum! hee hee hee hee. (if you build it, they will come. or not. who can say?)

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Keep 'em long, dearie!

Before I digress incomprehensibly for a few eons-people who call animals " it " are the lowest form of crud that I just scraped off my shoe and they need a smack



Ok Gautam, don't get too excited-hey where is Gautam ?

So when I went to the barber he said why are you here, I said to get my hair cut, we cut that one last week he said-he always was a funny *******, we'll have to wait till it grows again. I said that I know someone who has a lot of hare, but they live in Australia and its bunnies really not hares so that does'nt count. Maybe all this exercisingness has gone to me follicles-anyways I'm awa ( as McTag would no doubt say ) on business this week so I'll try and tap in here and there from time to time and how are you Mr Wilson-oops let the pookah in there for a bit. Slip another drink in there for me Deb, thats the ticket, so as I was saying the answer to all human misery is desire, so once you've got the measure of desire and all its tributaries you're there or thereabouts. On leaving the barber's I segued into Blatham's head, Being Blatham hasn't got the same ring as Being John Malkovich, still you see some pretty interesting things stuck inside his head, do you know he has gold plated neurons stamped " Not to be used before 2005, expiry date 31/12/2001 etc, its a job lot bought from the 5 and dime apparently I learned later on exiting his ear drum with some wax.

Well I digress.....

And a damned fine classic bloody blue ribbon one, as was wot happened in the earliest digressions as I recall!!

bravo! encore! encore!

we shall miss you!

Being Blatham - has a ring, you know, has a ring.....