Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
oh. for a second i thought that was a seinfeld reference. but that was mandalay...art mandalay.and that wouldn't be literary geeky...just boobtube freaky.jtc
Vandalay Industries?George's fake company for the unemployment fraud scheme?I think she is referencing some castle where my family is from (Cornwall). My ancestors never had motorcycles (or castle). We had fishing boats though.Shootin' Buddy
oh yeah...vandalay.too f'n old and brainfried to even keep brainfry content straight.thanks a lot, s.b.yeah, i know that tam is a new-world girl capable of myriad old-world flights of fancy gleaned from the awesome library 'tween her ears...but, hey, v. ind. was a long-term going nonconcern and nonemployer for g.c. for years...same thing, right? yeah, right.jtc
... and Mrs. Danvers riding in the sidecar?wv: extessEx-Tess of the d'Urbevilles?
Don't tell me, you found pillowcases with R monogrammed on them and gifted them to your roomie?Beware of domestics with pyromanic tendencies.Regards,Rabbit.
My sister and I demand "dork dollars" when either of us says something particularly nerdy. We're also trying to work out a scoring system for Scrabble that awards extra points for esoterica. (No luck so far.)
Nice one, Rabbit!
On the Moto' to Mandalay where the flying-fishes play and the sun comes up like a howitzer out of China 'cross the bay... Nevermore.
Please complete this post, you haven't told the geeky bit yet.
You want to watch out for that. One moment's lost concentration and you are up Frenchman's Creek without a paddle.
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