sloth and decadance beckons
Well… actually… not really.
More likely a vast amount of man sweat.
[Pause.]
Hmm.
That didn’t sound right.
Anyways…
I’ve been a wee busy little beaver this week, cleaning my plate of that tender morsel called “work”, hence that vast silence on the Space Monkey Pants front.
For the record:
No. I didn’t eat the spiders.
At least, not in vast quantities.
I can’t swear that a few didn’t make it down my shrieking maw as I cannonballed into the sea of madness that was cleaning them out of the freaking sun porch. Stupid buggers.
As for the man sweat, I’m heading off on a four-day weekend to Montreal tomorrow for an Ultimate tournament, accompanied by fan-favourite blogger Mike! Go! Click the link! He’s got a picture of me! Yay! Go me!
Two-day tournament. All guys. Loads of physical over-exertion. In Montreal. In summer.
Add it up and what do you get?
Man sweat.
So. Much. Man sweat.
[Shudder.]
So, I bid you a very fond adieu and wish you all the very best Canada Day weekend ever!
Celebrate our country! Eat a beaver for me!
[Pause.]
Wait. That really didn’t sound right…
June 28th, 2007 at 8:13 pm
Checked the photo - which one are you? Yellow shirt? Or - can you not blow your cover… shhh. it’s OK, your secret is safe with us.
Good luck in your tourney.
June 28th, 2007 at 11:06 pm
Yee haw! I am impressed. Canada Day. Man Sweat. Beavers. Ultimate. Hmphf - the entire image is rather, um, I dunno - makes me feel like going to the beach again this weekend and being slothlike. And decadent. But hey - enjoy and take care of that pulled muscle! And you better win because we are cheering for you!
June 29th, 2007 at 10:30 am
Have a great time and kick some ultimate ass!
(Keeping in mind, of course, the wonderful spirit of good sportsmanship for which your sport is known and loved.)
June 29th, 2007 at 10:31 am
OH! And Happy Canada Day, of course!!!
July 1st, 2007 at 12:56 pm
oo! Happy “Canadian Day”, as the obviously-not-Canadian women behind me in the line at Customs in the Vancouver airport on Thursday said, while loudly asking her cohort, “What’s Canadian Day anyway?” as I hid my face in shame.
July 9th, 2007 at 10:20 am
g-dog: I’m the manly one holding the disc. Revel in my manliness.
Sassyk: Will I still get points if I only followed one of your instructions? Injury taken care of - check! Winning? Not so much unfortunately. Sigh.
Suldog: Thanks!
Karen: Believe me… I’ve heard SOOOOOOO much worse.