Somebody’s Been Eating My Porridge
Well peeps…looks like this’ll be my last post here. Our pal Jimbo (well, your pal, my soon to be worst nightmare) should be getting back from beautiful, sunny Florida in the next few days. I’ll, naturally, have to go into hiding…I’m thinking he’ll never find me if I disappear into the bowels of the New York City subway system, incognito as a homeless person.
The Parkway Rest Stop thing is some bigass crazy shoes to fill and, I’ll be honest, I’m worn the hell out. I’ll be going back to my own 65-70 boooshit hits-per-day blog, but listen…I feel like I’ve developed a kinship with all of you, so do try and keep me in your prayers, as I’m convinced that I will most definitely need them.
If I ever find my way to the State of Montana, I am definitely going to have to raise a couple of pints with the Chief Mischief Makers and Hellions-in-Crime Holy Trinity of the Montana Blogosphere Craig, Dave and Randy (The latter being the absolute most devilish of them all! Don’t let the piety fool you), and non-Montanans Teresa and PRS reader Bill, all of whom have provided me with lots of laughs and support, despite my popping major ’roidage over what unknown Sopranos-style massacre awaits me. After all, I didn’t exactly ask Jimbo’s permission for this lofty gig, so he will be in for quite a Great Farookin’ Hair©-raising shock when he gets back.
From what I understand, Craig has a monster of a grand finale in store for Jimbo, too, so do stick around for that. Some of Dave’s troooooly bizarre artwork will be showcased, and so that will be a special treat.
Aight…I’m outta here. Just remember, put in the good word for me, mmmm-kay? It’s been real, peeps.
Great job Erica, I didn’t even notice a change 😀
Comment by Hammer — May 25, 2007 @ 12:02 am
It was nice knowing you, Erica.
Me, I’m figuring I’m going to have to hide out in Yellowstone for a while…
Comment by DMerriman — May 25, 2007 @ 12:04 am
Erica, you could come to Florida, rent a place, put some hungry watchgators in the yard and Jimbo wouldn’t come within five miles of you.
Comment by Bill — May 25, 2007 @ 2:15 am
Jim, I’m in NY next weekend – I’ll help ya find her. We’ll scour the subway…
(Just kidding Erica)
Comment by Chickie — May 25, 2007 @ 7:59 am
How do you know some gator didn’t get the poor bahstad?
Comment by joated — May 25, 2007 @ 11:39 am
Did you know this site is a googlewhack?
A googlewhack is a webpage which is the only one to appear after searching just two words in google. The website must not be a wordlist.
Searching extemporaneously sniffable, returns only this site!
Diggsey
Comment by Diggsey — May 25, 2007 @ 12:35 pm
Erica, if you prefer… you can come hide out in the woods in my backyard. Jimbo will never find you… for heaven sake I wouldn’t be able to find it myself if I didn’t live here! heh.
Comment by Teresa — May 25, 2007 @ 2:34 pm