Perhaps it wants to take a holiday in Australia?
In New Zealand you better make sure you have your passport secured on your person, at least if you’re visiting the Kea parrots in the mountains.
With as long as it takes to issue a new passport in this situation, I’m certainly glad I have and legally travel with two! Though it will take the British government 6-weeks to re-issue, it wouldn’t surprise me if they can give this guy a travel document of some kind so he can return home sooner.
Note to brother: You’re on thin ice.
Why?
You’re dangerously close to violating California penal code sections 422.6-422.95.
Also, if your harassment and threats of physical harm to my person do not stop, I’ll be left with no choice but to go before a judge and ask them to implement a domestic violence restraining order against you.
You may think it’s fun to play smear the queer, but in California we queers are a protected class, and the full force of the law can be used to stop you. One way or another, you will cease your behavior of the past week.
You and your friends may think this is fun and cute, but I don’t have to put up with it.
That is all.
This state is *so* much more fun than Conservative Hell.
Who knew bottles of lube came in so many sizes?
Hi all. Once again I find myself on the road, where I took some time to stop at a big-box warehouse shopatorium. You know, the one that usually has little samples of the food they are selling, mayonnaise in 5-gallon buckets, and toilet paper available for household purchase in quantities approximating the daily consumption in Germany. Let’s call it Warehouse World.
I made a couple purchases and on the way out the door I noticed in the displays adjacent to the exit that you can now order a casket from the big-box warehouse store. How absurd and tacky!
“Hey uncle Bob! I’m so sorry aunt Flossie died yesterday but the reason for my call is that I’m on my way to Warehouse World to pick up a few industrial size bottles of floor wax. Would you like me to pick up a casket for dear aunt Flossie while I’m there?”
And yes, these things are as tacky looking as your imagination can dream up.
I can only imagine what Fisher and Sons would think of this…
Spongebob Yeastpants?
I’m back in the US. The 9-hour time difference is kicking my ass, but other than that I’m getting back into the routine.
On the second day of my trip, TQE and I went to Erfurt to visit a friend of his. No, not the guy pictured on the right, somebody else.
Erfurt is an interesting town with many historic sites, but then everything in Germany is historic, at least compared to the comparatively short history of the United States. We made our way to a man-made hill where there were two churches – One built by men and the other built by nuns. Of course, the nuns were first with their church, but the men, not to be outdone, built something grander.
Typical.
At least that’s the story our host told us.
After visiting the churches, we made our way up an adjacent hill that had a military fort on top of it. It reminded me quite a bit of Fort Point in San Francisco – A prime location, easy to see people coming from any direction, and adjacent to town. The typical example of where to build a military fortification.
Later in the day, as we were wandering about the city, we tripped across this fellow. He looks like Spongebob only made of bread and with tons of warts.
Strange…
Not much to say, but I do plan a more thorough blog entry when I return to the US. So far here’s what has gone on:
Side note: I got to see TQE’s grocery store hottie. I want to put the kid in my suitcase and bring him home but am afraid I can’t get him through customs.
I hope you’re all having a good time in the US. I return Wednesday.
