Fresh new content coming, just as soon as I run out of eggnog. And beer. And wine. And vodka (although thanks to my offer to mix everyone cocktails, that particular horizon is in sight).
I got my Christmas wishes: snow, a pony, an opportunity to snowshoe, an offer of a free surfing lesson, and home-made plum pudding with brandy butter. What did you get?
raincoaster 
What did I get?
“….So I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dali Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald… striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one – big hitter, the Lama – long, into a ten thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? “Gunga galunga. Gunga, gunga galunga.” So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, “Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know?” And he says, “Oh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.”
So I got that goin’ for me. Which is nice!
Just curious – you didn’t feed any of the aforementioned libations to Mr. Atene, did you?
Well we got a Cuisinart. And Mme got a book she’d been wanting.
Oh, and one of our houseguests gave me a cold. Still, it’s the thought that counts, eh?
World Peace!
Oh wait, wrong blog, wrong pageant.
I think Atene has malt liquor instead of blood in his veins, but it’s all natural.
Metro: that damn Justin, eh?
LOTGK: yes indeedy, wrong blog. But a better answer than Miss South Carolina came up with anyway.
Raincoaster, one day you and I shall share a drink together. Your cabinet, of course.
Well, I got a check for $10,000, a wine refrigerator filled with two bottles of fine wine – courtesy of the Old Man – my rent paid, a ton of chocolate, and perhaps the best gift of all – Hello Kitty lounging pants, a matching pajama top, and a really plush Hello Kitty robe.
I also have a wicked yeast infection but that’s my own doing.
BTW, have you seen this?
http://www.octodog.net/index.htm
Or this?
http://www.slashfood.com/2006/01/12/octopus-ice-cream-on-the-other-side-of-the-line/
Oh my god, you really got a pony?!!
Where do you keep it? What’s its name?
It’s called “Pspawt” and I keep it on the nightstand next to my bed.
I’ve seen the octodog, but not the ice cream. Thanks!
Does it vibrate or something?
Rain, you’re not seriously considering eating that ice cream, are you?
Yeast infection? Lay off the wine and drink crantinis!
And you know? you should never bet against me eating any particular thing. You should see some of the guys I’ve dated!
I got some printer cartridges and some printer paper from my dad (he knows what I like) and some grotty smelling handcream and a disco top from my sister with a put-down about spending hours on the internet without an employer as motivation. I gave in and allowed my babe to post a ‘Happy Xmas’ to Peter Hitchens – he of the Mail on Sunday on his blog and it wasn’t published on his ‘Merry Xmas’ thread. I alerted him to my daughters good wishes and he told me to go away and then I got a message from the ‘community’ team that supposedly moderates said website (ha ha) who alerted me to the fact my subsequent comment on the ‘Your Posting Problems Are Solved’ thread hadn’t been published because it was off topic (??!!) huh? I replied that the Oompaloompas would do better and whizzed on over to a decent site, namely here.
haaaaa :-)
New Years resolution: don’t give into babe on the subject of Lemon Face and go and get the money back for the disco top – there are some things a woman over 40 shouldn’t be seen doing!!
Why are you still bothering to comment on that dweeb’s blog? If your kid wants to comment, let her comment. But you needn’t involve yourself at all.
Yes, return the top. Not because you’re too old but because you deserve something you like!
Why am I still bothering to comment? Because the Mail in their wisdom decided not to publish a simple message from a child – someone deserved to be told exactly what I thought of that and I’m hardly going to burn any bridges! I gave my babe a digital camera as part of her ‘journalists outfit’ and she had a high old time taking pictures of.. mostly her feet. Ahh the beauty of digital photography. Any chance of snowy pictures of Vancouver? It’s raining here :-/
Well doesn’t Rupert Murdoch own the Mail? What can you expect from a guy like that? No worries: the world needs more pictures of feet.
I’m not in Vancouver at the moment; I’m sponging off Metro and Mme Metro up in the wintery hinterlands. Shall be back home soon.
Well bon vacances y’all, hope you have a truly fab time and happy new year to all x
On no! Is Metro’s liquor cabinet going to be cleaned out???
I’ve certainly dented it. Last night Madame Metro held up the nearly-empty Stoli bottle and shook it accusingly in my direction, but she’s conveniently forgetting the eight or ten double vodka tonics I made for her guests at Christmas. I’m inclined to let her keep thinking I just guzzled it.
Now, the rum? That was all me.
Good girl! What sort of rum? I only like rum when I’m in the Bahamas.
Now, as for Stoli, that is the fuel Stiletto runs on…
Appleton Estate rum, very nummy. I’m all about the amber fluids in the wintertime.
Stoli is a nice vodka, but I don’t quite see the point of vodka except as buzzfuel. I’d usually rather have something with a flavour to it.
Raspberry Vox and Van Gogh Chocolate. The best!
Not too syrupy and sweet!
Is that a super dark rum?
It’s an amber rum, but a nice, smooth one. I made a pitcher of mojitos for New Years, but ended up drinking most of it myself as the crowd stuck with beer. I did take one of Metro’s Nyquil-type pills and woke up the next day at 4pm!
You took Nyquil on top of drinking booze????
Um, yeah. What can I say, I’m not very bright.
Stiletto cracks me up. First ‘your’ cabinet! Stil (if I may) pretend it’s opposite day. Pure unadulterated yogurt. Eat any left-overs. Philipa shows that kids don’t have the cache they once had before everyone and their brother started doing it! 2008 – Leap Year – A Good Year !
It’s a Leap year? I didn’t know that. They are indeed good years.