Post #129,426
12/7/03 2:18:51 PM
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Damn you, rcareaga, damn you all the way to Hell...!
...for beating me to the post! (Heh... Double-entendre not intended, but eerily apposite.)
(BTW: "kindly, avuncular online persona", eh? Hmm... But, yeah, "crouches" seems somehow oddly appropriate. So, along the roof-edges of old cathedrals, do the [other] gargoyles.)
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Post #129,439
12/7/03 3:38:17 PM
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crouching codger, hidden gargoyle
It is always gratifying, CR, to have one of these carefully buried truffles unearthed.
cordially,
Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist.
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Post #129,442
12/7/03 3:46:37 PM
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Thanks a lot - I think NOT! Oh well, at least we know...
...what to call you, from now on: "Hey, look, it's Uncle Gargoyle!"
That's the least I can do, for so elegantly calling me a Schweinehund. (Is it the French who prefer the former [half of this Germanic Chimaera], and the Italians the latter, to assist them in the hunt for the "Black Gold of the Forest", or is it the other way around? I can never remember.)
[link|mailto:MyUserId@MyISP.CountryCode|Christian R. Conrad] (I live in Finland, and my e-mail in-box is at the Saunalahti company.)
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Post #129,450
12/7/03 3:58:33 PM
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You're two for two
and I knew I could rely on you, dear nephew, to accept the proferred goodie in the spirit of comradely japery with which it was chosen.
cordially,
Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist.
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Post #129,468
12/7/03 5:36:08 PM
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Non! Non! Oh C of RC --
In (utterly gratuitous but WTF!) defense of Kindly Uncle Vanya.. my bones just tell me that, the truffle ref intimated merely your undoubted gastronomic acumen; the scrambled-eggs-with those icky-black delights surely often on your breakfast tray, sharing space with a tiny crystal goblet of the last of the d'Yqem from a previous soiree, no doubt attended by some visiting relative of Piet Hein (and perhaps, Edvard Munch's love-grandchild.)
(er Sorry.. must have been the Pynchon my bookworms ate in the basement storage bin + that famous bit of undigested liver.)
Hope all is well with the CRC-let and the prolonged eventide in your neck of the woods.. Envy. Real seasons.
Ashton Part-time Soap Scripts LLC
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Post #129,481
12/7/03 6:51:26 PM
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Envy??? You can have 'em!!!
You *do* realise, I hope, that all the rest of us envy the Hell outta Linus, for getting to escape to the eternal Californian Summer?
[link|mailto:MyUserId@MyISP.CountryCode|Christian R. Conrad] (I live in Finland, and my e-mail in-box is at the Saunalahti company.)
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Post #129,521
12/7/03 9:36:51 PM
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the four seasons of California
Fire. Earthquake. Mudslide. Riot.
cordially,
Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist.
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Post #129,528
12/7/03 9:46:48 PM
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Didn't Mudslide win a Grammy for best new rap artist?
In Denver they used to say, Road Repair, Road Repair, Road Repair, and Winter.
-drl
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