Ohh so that's it...

Well I've got one follower. Which is one more than I should have since I don't post. I think I had two at one point. Oh the good old days. I suppose I should now inform said follower that I hadn't logged in in such a long time that I even forgot what the name of the blog was. That is all.

Louisi-Ana a Woman, Mississippi a Man

I noticed that Brian's gChat status message was, "Louisiana Woman Mississippi Man"

Which inspired me to write:

The young fertile land of Louisi-Ana opened herself to Mississippi's thunderous snarled driving flow. She knew she would. It was all just a matter of time before Louisi-Ana spread the shores of her nubile length to his massive ever urging. She knew it the first time Mississippi ever so slightly glanced her in passing. The tingle of movement she felt throughout her core. Louisi-Ana blushed at the excitement she felt, but even more so at the slight dampness she developed from Mississippi's touch. He never noticed her, and never would. Louisi-Ana was just one in a long line of conquests towards his ultimate goal, Delta Gulf.

Some times the oddest things inspire you; you know?

Delta was a warm and welcoming woman. She was full of life and in body. Her every voluptuous curve filled Mississippi with an uncontrollable lusting to be with her. Though once he had her, he was still not satisfied. The hunt, the longing to be with her had changed him. It changed him from wanting something to wanting to want something. It was only desire that could satiate him...

fecal ejection defensive maneuver

Today I was going to post the following in the MN Renaissance Festival 2008 google Group:

Katie; if you are the Katie and Aaron that live near Don I will at least be a familiar face as I've been in your house multiple times, and have even seen one of your dogs preform it's fecal ejection defensive maneuver. You and Aaron, are welcome to stay at my house as well, sans dog.

Good thing I didn't, since it's not the same people. It's Jamie and Aaron that live near Don and have the pootapulting dog. I don't know who the hell Katie and Aaron are.

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Yesterday while driving to the grocery store I saw a black guy in a Chevy Caprice Classic painted to look like the Dukes of Hazzard's General Lee. I think irony was lost on him.

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Sunday I thought I left my keys in my pants pocket and lost them while riding my motorcycle. I thought about how I would look for them, and then I remember the Jack Handy-ism:

When you loose your keys in a volcano, forget about them man, they're gone.

At least I think it was a Jack Handy-ism, but I can't find any evidence of it being so on the internet. If it isn't, I take full creative responsibility.
-Mikel

my Bonnie Prince Charlie review got a review

Here is my review:

Extraordinarily Magnificent
by Mikel
Rating: 5 kitties
Extraordinarily Magnificent ( a review in Don King's voice):

Historical underpinnings, and dramatically uncanny. Wonderfully transcribed and transacted characters personificated by masterful thespians. Melodious and euphonious singing of frolicking folk songs, and multitudinous murder. It is the greatest Bonnie Prince Charlie play that has ever been, that will ever be!

And it got the following review:

from: Jenni
to: Mikel
date: Thu, Aug 7, 2008 at 8:37 PM
subject: Your review...

..Was a huge hit with my castmates. I saw a couple of shows on Monday, and the director couldn't stop talking about how funny your review was.

Just thought you would like to know. Thanks again.
Jenni

It's nice to be appreciated for basically being an ass that wishes he was smarter than he is. Also the play was good, you should go see it.

-Mikel

P.S. Yes I know that personificated is not a word.
P.P.S. I'll probably regret this posting once I figure out how I actually want to blog.
P.P.P.S. Although I used them, I still think postscripts with electronic messages are ridiculous and/or hilarious.

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