The Land of the Living
Apr 25, 2006
Hey folks! I'm back from a very long, trying week. Subtitle: vacation, interrupted.
I'll write more tomorrow, including the much-anticipated account of a certain funeral we attended last week. This much can be said: Handsome will not be outdone. He wants the Big Top for his send off - midget gymnasts, fire-eaters, sword-swallowers, and dancing poodles. The whole shebang. Maybe they'll even shoot his remains out of a giant cannon!
Bwahahha. But he'll be dead and you can do what you will! Maybe even ... dare we say it ... a serious dark-blue suit. And lots of carnations. And gladiolas. And uncomfortable folding chairs!
(Glad your hand it ok. I just LOVE hearing about a good funeral story! Providing its funny. Nothing poignant for me, thanks.)
And have you every noticed and been irritated that when you type a whole sentence in paranthesis and put a period at the end of it, then it looks like a cyclops smiling. But if you leave out any punctuation it just looks unfinished. Argh!