9622.net

Tell me about yours. Make me jealous.

I haven't taken a real vacation in 4 years. And that was a trip to the Florida Keys where I almost started a fight with a homeless person.

I've been on vacation for about nine months, except it's not called vacation but rather unemployment. The last real "get away from things" I took was a road trip to Montana. Lemme tell you, driving straight from St. Louis to Western Montana suuuuuucks. Pretty, but very tiring.

Last week I drove straight through from Houston to beautiful Henry, Illinois and then back again.

Not pretty.

Suuuuuuuucked.

August is when Romans go on holidays and tourist are scared off by ill-informed guide book writers and high temperatures.

And I get Rome all to myself. It's a beautiful thing.

It also means that it's high time for me to start practicing driving a scooter on the semi-empty roads after 5 years on public transportation.

I might go for a few days down to Sicily or Sardegna with some friends and/or hit a Proscuitto Festival with another group of friends, but it remains to be seen. I could feasibly have more definate plans later this week, after I finish the fine-toothed comb routine on the new websites I did for work. September might find me in Barcelona if work permit issues get ironed out in time, but that would be one of the handfull of work related trips hovering on the horizion.

That's it. Romakimmy wins, hands down.

*drools with unmitigated envy and jealousy*

I'm remembering the wonderful gnocchi I've had in Rome, not to mention just walking around Trastevere till my feet hurt. Sigh.

My vacation a week ago wasn't nearly as interesting, but it was relaxing. To the rivah (parents' place on the Rappahannock in Virginia) to kick back in utter peace and quiet (at least till we fired up the boat and/or the blender.) Then home to NC to see family and friends and go to my high school reunion.

But now I've returned and my nose is firmly placed on the grindstone.

hey notsnot, you in St. Louis??

My Phoenix trip was the first vacation in like three years (and it'll probably be another three before I go again). Before that Boston; DC for Fourth of July in 98, Chicago before that. I like cities for vacationing. You can have the beach. I want a concierge.

But usually, I spend my "vacations" in my garage, pretending to fix things.

My vacation is now a night out and a day that is not over a 100'F. Hope to be going to SanDiego/Orange County upon my brother's return in September. October fest in Germany is a maybe too.

I spent the week of The Fourth in Provincetown, which has become a bit of a habit for the last few years. I'm not a Beach Person, or even a Vacation Person, but P-Town is probably my favorite place on earth. Of course the straight, single women are hard to come by (p-town is a kind of Gay Mecca) but so are the Asshole Guys who make me ashamed to have a penis.

(On Preview, Capitalization Is Fun!)

Well, all those of you who need a vacation would be wise to keep MeFiVegas in mind. Several monkeys plan to attend.

I did my usual summer routine, camping in the Canadian not-quite-but-close-enough wilderness. Except for the forest fire bit, it was it's usual wonderfully pleasant self.

I wanna go back to Mexico, where the cover charge at the clubs was also an all-you-can-drink fee. How can you not have a good time when that's involved? (As you can tell, I really got out there and saw the country.)

Vidiot, that is, of course, the best reason to go to Rome. The gnocchi, the gnocchi. (I miss Rome too. I haven't seen it in ten years, and it feels like a hundred.)

This is just not a vacation summer. Although my dad is considering doing a week or so around Christmas in New Orleans, and that's as much excuse as I need to go into that. (Coldchef? You gonna be around at all between Christmas & New Years?)

Fes,
Yeah, I'm born, raised, etc here in St. Louis, where, oddly, it's 90 but I wasn't even sweating when I went to do a mobile repair.

If anyone needs their car fixed, that's how I'm staying afloat...

I'll be damned. Want to have lunch sometime? I work just off Kiener Plaza, about a block from the stadium. I'll buy.

Free food, I'm always game. You ever go down to Fred's music lounge? I'm enough of a regular there to have a drink named after me....the cheapskate. (well bourbon - in this case Old Crow - and Mr. Pibb)

Drop me an email!

K and I went to Ocean City, NJ this weekend, and went to the new casino in Atlantic City for their buffet, and I lost seventeen fity at video poker.

Provincetown with my fiancee next week. Another free apartment. Yay!

(Coldchef? You gonna be around at all between Christmas & New Years?)

Not with that shoutout, he won't. ;-)

I'm working my eyelashes off this August. Lisbon becomes very quiet but, unlike Paris, with all the essential services at hand. Air-conditioning; margueritas and - gasp! - even parking.

It's very hot though and fires are blazing everywhere. The one word on my lips: Canada. I remember once in Halifax, N.S., my father was recovering from a hip operation and I was staying at a guest house in front of the hospital. I'd bought two lobsters and a bottle of "vinho verde" for my supper and, as the pavements were surrounded by seven feet of snow I just stuck the bottle in the snow, until it was the right temperature.

The cold is SO underrated.

I miss 9622 and Metafilter and messing about on the Web. Perhaps they're the best holidays for the writing man; I don't know anymore.

As for my new novel, a few of you are in it: the names have been changed but the major sins and delights are all there.

I'll ship the decoding script with the books to anyone who wants one.

No, it's not easy being green!

I want one!

What the hell's a decoding script?

Migs, dude, Canada is on FIRE this summer. We're almost as badly off as you. BC declared a state of emergency due to them. But unlike Europe, where people apparently got killed in the fires, at least we know how to outrun them.

I've never heard a bad thing about Halifax. Always wanted to visit. Apparently most bars per capita in Canada. Beauty, eh?

Hi, Sally! Bye, Witchy! Vacation for me? Maybe October -- Massachusetts. Berkshires. Gotta see, though...

Ahhahaha! The new Bad Habits Monkey made me LOLLER!

But then I'm kinda drubk.

Also : I think the decoding script is a Portuguese-English dictionary.

Dammit, another fucking language I have to learn to read a friend's novel.

Unless Migs is writing this one in Canadian, in which case : *smooch*

I think I need another beer.

*snags a frosty fizzypop outta the freezer*

My wish for the evening is that Migs's new book is called 'Hot Monkey Love' and that the above is the cover art. Mebbe with 9622.net photoshopped onto the front guy's bum or something.

I think I might take this job I've been offered here in Korea at this super-prestigious private high school, which is really fucking lame, as I got my many fans (tiny, tiny distant single voice, just at the edge of audibility, crying 'yay') all worked about Wonderchicken Thai Style.

Ah well.

Can I just use this thread as my weblog until I get the urge to start up the 'bottle again?

Or until I sober up at least?

Senor Pollo, it is good to see you here, all liquored up, while I'm having my bowl of cereal and cup of black coffee, heh. Sort of spanning the spectrum.

Does Mrs. Wonderchicken have family in Korea?

And speaking of a morning buzzzz.... Freaky!

Good morning, tiz m'dear!

Yes, yes she does. They aren't terribly close, but aren't terribly near either. Kinda like me and my few remaining blood-kin. Which may explain some things about our relationship. Or not.

er 'close' nor 'far' was the appositiony thing I was shooting for there.

Synaptic misfires ahoy!

If I go anywhere in the next six months (other than the usual jaunts to Austin, Tulsa, and Houston) it'll be a road trip with my girlfriend to either New Orleans, St. Screwy, or Memphis. Not sure which yet. I could use it though. I need to get out of the country again. It's been too long.

My feet hurt and I smell bad. But I sang "Rock & Roll All Nite" to a room fulla drunken hipsters.

w00t!

There were pictures taken, but sadly no recordings.

There's a blues song in there somewhere!

My feet hurt and I smell bad.

Ba-duun, ba-duuh.

There were pictures taken

Ba-duun, ba-duuh.

but sadly no recordings

Ba-duun, ba-duuh.

Blind Lemon McNally!

OK, am I the only one who can see the picture of the two naked guys with the monkey? Please someone tell me.

jonmc did rock out with his pants on last night. And it turns out that chico was, like, related to the karaoke dj. Small world.

I did "Maggie May." Remind me to pick a song with a chorus next time.

I have cunningly fashioned the [img] tag with my uber-elite powers of intarweb-coding (not to mention the power of greyskull) _sally, so that you and only you can see the naughty trio.

Well, OK, Miguel, too. 'cause I want to see that Hot Monkey Love Cardoso dustjacket happening like nobody's business.

So are you guys just getting home or just waking up?

Rock over London, rock on Chicago!

Actually the one on all fours looks like he's wearing panty hose. But that could be a trick of the light.

Hot Monkey Love Cardoso Dustjacket's a pretty good name for a band, actually.

Definitely emo. Homo-friendly, with a touch of Como, kinda po-mo, schlomo.

Ah, what happened to dissipated-bar-guy logoman?

Booooooo! UCD : Unexpected Comedy Detumescence!

Damn, I wish I had some co-drinkers, here.

Get the hell over to east Asia, you bastards, or I'll have to start drinking beer at breakfast time.

Again.

d00d, I'm just getting up. The phone call from the bill collectors looking for Mr. Consuelo (a perversion of Mr._sally's name if ever there was one) got me up. I'm more hungover than I should be considering I had only ::ticks off list on fingers:: 2 bourbon and sodas, 2 and a half beers, and one lemon drop. Ah, this is all making more sense now.

TCBY! The Country's Best Yogurt!

Heh. I'm still buzzed from the three (or four) double vodkas I had at 4:00 this morning after I plowed into the bottle I bought after work yesterday then passed out early leading to waking up at 3:00am and thinking, "just a nip to make me sleepy."

When it's really quiet I can hear my liver whimper.

I've been up since 7. My head feels like a buncha rastafarians used it for a soccar ball, then used the skinned skull for a keg.

My head feels like a buncha rastafarians used it for a soccar ball, then used the skinned skull for a keg.
That's sheer poetry, man.

What is the punch line on the smiley face movie?

Radiohead video for....damn, I forget the name of the song. Jon?

Nevermind (heh)...song's called 'Just' Video's here (but not sure if the link will work)...

OK, I am lousy at this intarweb thing, but let's see if this works. Meagre photos offered here, password 9622. See if it works.

Works! Rockin' in perpetuity!

I hope vidiot took better photos than I did. And no, jonmc and I are not wearing the same shirt.

Why are all those groceries on the table? Ragu?

Rock on, brothers and sisters!

vidiot took about 2 bazillion pictures. Hopefully somewhere in queens, a web connection is buzzing.

There was some going away party, I think. We of course availed ourselves of the free food. Not nearly enough, it seems this morning.

Also, my pal Bari(should be in the next set of pics), said to say that she had a great time and that the NYC blogger/monkey crew is a good buncha eggs.

Envelopes having been pushed with each successive NY digiboozeupgallery, I guiltily find myself hoping for more more more! Hot Monkey Dustjacket photos, and although I do have some trepidation about the whole jonmc/coldchef/napkin/wetspot theme, I am vigilant in my hope for odder and more dangerously erotic digital shoutouts.

Is that so wrong?

Ah, stavros, I KNEW there was a reason you were hanging out here this morning.

Sadly, no risque photos were taken to my knowledge. For shame, too, because the bathrooms at Enids are big enough for an entire camera crew.

Ah, stavros, I KNEW there was a reason you were hanging out here this morning.

Nah, I'm just drinkin' and feelin' the need for some friends around. There ain't many of them 'round these expat parts, unfortunately.

The irony, she is rich. But you, my monkeylovin' pals, I love you something fierce.

I miss 9622 and Metafilter and messing about on the Web.

There's a cure for that, ya know...come back! (More often, that is.)

I took a buncha pix. Haven't looked at any of 'em yet, 'cause I went right home, fell into bed, and then had to get up and go to work. Will hopefully post them tonight, on the late-ish side.

And uh, was Bari hanging out with the correct group of bloggers? Or is "good buncha eggs" actually little-known Connecticut slang for "drooling, gormless ne'er-do-wells who can neither hold their liquor nor carry a tune?"

What the heck is a gorm, anyway? [/generic standup comic]

is "good buncha eggs" actually little-known Connecticut slang for "drooling, gormless ne'er-do-wells ..."

Actually, there are several Connecticut slang terms for "drooling, gormless ne'er-do-wells," since that's pretty much the entire population of the state. Sort of an eskimo/snow, bedouin/sand tye of deal But no my good man, "good buncha eggs" is not among them.

OK, stavros, in the interests of impropriety, I've posted a final picture for you.

::mwah::

Stavros, you are indeed a lucky man. Thanks for letting us share your luck.

OK, stavros, in the interests of impropriety, I've posted a final picture for you.

Aw chick, I think you're swell too. Were we on the same continent, I would hug you in the manly way.

(And on preview: you better understand the love you're getting from all four corners lately, bub.)

Now. Vid, not only was Bari hanging out largely with you, but -- I have known many gormless ne'er-do-wells in my life, and you, sir, have an abundance of gorm.

Gah!

Be afraid.

You know, or aroused. However the feelin' takes you!

Thanks for the clarification, stav. I was hoping that these heretofore unknown feelings were permissible.

I went to Florida about a month ago, the week of the 4th of July. It rained every day, and we still managed to nearly burn the house down. Good times.

(Sorry admins, that last may not be like worksafe and stuff - it just makes me laugh like a freaking loon every time I look at it.)

That dudes Atkinson is a-rowin', yo.

yup, that and the dustjacket photo are fairly NSFW. I just scroll down really fast.

Also, and what I mean by the funny .gif, is thank you a million times for the supasexy pic, _sally. If I had lips, I'd kiss you across the oceans!

it just makes me laugh like a freaking loon every time I look at it.

I'm still in hysterics over the Blind Lemon McNally thing. It helps if you imagine him in a fedora while he's singing it.

*shakes fist in defiance at the NSFW gods*

This site fills me with the mongoloid glee.

Tagline!

"No chicken, no lips.
No chick-en, no lips."
/Bob Marley

And in two weeks, Jon needs to have a fedora for the next edition of karaoke.

A fedora?

Whenever I wear your fedora type headgear, I wind up looking like Matt Drudge, only less gay.

But jon, you are Matt Drudge, only less gay. Kinda.

And we always knew Rowan Atkinson was extremely talented. Every time I see him in something else, he just amazes me, over and over again.

Damn, old Van Halen kicks partytime ass. Dude!









Ok. I think it might be my bedtime. Bang your heads, brethren and sistren, bang them until your heads fall off, then bang your necks...

"reach down, 'tween my legs, ease the seat back..."

I'm screaming with laughter, Stav - that's at least two crates' worth. :)

*wants Super-Secret Decoder and Nifty Portugese Prose with Special! Hidden Intarweb Characters*

Vid, if it soothes your seething envy, my all-expenses-paid-to-further-liver-damage work trip to Thailand this year has been cancelled.

Besides which, my ass is sunburnt. Which makes sitting here in front of the monitor nit-picking my code rather uncomfortable.

Ahh, well, you'll have a chance to Thai one on later.

What? No local Romeo offered to apply suntan lotion to your ass?

But you're still living in Rome. So I still seethe with envy, but soothed somewhat.

What? No local Romeo offered to apply suntan lotion to your ass?

Funnily enough, local Romeos seem to be slightly cowed by topless sunbathing females. They drool from a distance. I have yet to figure out this discrepancy in Italian male mating habits.

*addresses room in general*

I think it's time for Romakimmy to make with the shoutouts. I'm just sayin'.

Romeos seem to be slightly cowed by topless sunbathing females.
Cowed as in MOO Moo, or coward? If cowed what are you saying kimmy, utters make them cowardly. What boobs! honestly woman, topless, asses frying in the sun and a bottle of wine close by and they just stare from a distance. Thought Italians were very frisky in public even with the one's they don't know, or is that tourist gossip?
Sorry lil giddy about the news of my brother's looming return, possible return from Iraq; called saying could be on a plane flying home Sept. 10th ...fingers crossed...woot woot. PS my LiL brother made it on page 78 by the way.

I second the honorable senior Senator from Astoria's motion.

*waves bottle of soothing aloe lotion in direction of the Eternal City*

Please, allow me to be of assistance...?

I cannot believe that I slept the morning away through a sublime example of poultry in motion! Stavros was on some funky groove this morning! I'm so jealous.

You bastards!

On the other hand, yes, perhaps the divine Ms. Kimmy should investigate the "shout-out," but she must find some delicious Italians to help her.

Whatsamatta, readymade, the delicious Italians in NYC didn't do it for you, bella? -- Ohhhhhh, I get it, you sly devil. (*touches finger to nose, winks*)

If the local Roman Romeos won't attend to your needs, kimmy, then we'll have to begin (yes, that's right,) Operation: Romeo Drop.

We will of course need volunteers. Everyone line up behind me.

Good luck, gents!

*sabotages Operation Romeo Drop parachutes, charters domestic flight to Rome*

*gets reproachful look from woman at ticket counter, decides to go with international flight to Rome*

*gets call from Mensa demanding retest, sends them to voicemail*

*stops at duty free for.. what was it again? Ah, Gattinara*

[hoary old not-terribly-funny joke]

Reminds me of the time the national airlines of Israel and Italy merged.

We had to fly "Well, I'll tell ya."

[/h.o.n.-t.-f.j.]

Oy!

Hey aren't you supposed to be on Operation Romeo Drop? Romakimmy needs you!!

*doublechecks to make sure that Vidiot's parachute is properly sabotaged*

Operation: Romeo Drop. - LOL
[Human Bomber over Rome][imagine there are a lot of churches in Rome?]
The picture, bunch of guys looking out saying; you first, no you go first, because those buildings are pointy sharp looking.
[Human Bomber leaving Rome still full]

Oh, Thom. Thom Thom Thomity Thom. You misunderestimate our resolve!

Wherever there is a chapped ass unlotioned, wherever there one of our fair simian sistren lacks a cadre of lotharios looking to light her Lucky Strikes, then we as Romeo Monkeys have an obligation to right that wrong. And neither rain nor snow nor pointy steeples shall deter us from the right and proper attending-to of our inexplicably underappreciated thundersluts, wherever they may be.

That is, if we can get the time off work. You know how it is.

I never said I was in the Human Bomber...
{sees Fes's passport sticking out of his back pocket, tosses in closest rubbish can}
Taxi! Taxi!
poor Kimmy or not(?), bad enough having burned cheeks to sit on; now on the run from the Americans wanting her smoldering buns.
Since your buns are burning; do you leave a smoke trails kimmy?...ok I'll go, been a good day just saying it, because it has.

what?

My vacation today involved a tub full of hot water, pina colada sented bubble bath (it's got a monkey on the bottle!), some cold roast beef with mustard (Canadian mad cow!)and a good book.

Holly exclamation marks Batman!

Cannot. Stop. Laughing.

I'll work on some (lone monkey in Roma) shoutouts, but don't look for anything this week as I'm a bit snowed under by work.

But just as important, kimmy, how's Juve gonna be this year?

How do you type while thundersluts are squirming
How do you sit while your ass is burning?

my vacation was NYC in may. thats when i drank with the monkeys. who can ask for anything more?

I'm a bit snowed under by work.
Know the feeling, speaking of snow anyone else enjoying a cool summer, 82F in Dallas at 1pm. If this keeps up, will be a nice evening at the BallPark. Looking at the pitching, anyone want my ticket, jest, I'll be on the clock for part of the game, so no reason not to get drbunk, it's peanut night too.

Forza Juve!!!

I got to see them draw with Barca two weeks ago, as part of the Champions World Series. Amazing stuff.

You guys and your damn, football, the world's game:P

I got to see them draw with Barca two weeks ago, as part of the Champions World Series. Amazing stuff.

Lucky bastard. None of those games, or the Women's World Cup games, are remotely close to the midwest/midsouth.

I did get to see Juventus play a friendly against Newcastle U in Newcastle in 1998. Unfortunately, it was within a month of the World Cup France and Zidane didn't play.

I skipped out on the United game in Los Angeles. Tickets way too expensive. Can't wait for the premiership to start this weekend.

ufez, to be honest, come summertime I tend to ignore the calciomercato as it's a bunch of rumours and maybees and never-evers and blah blah blah which all gets thrown out the window at the 11th hour. Juve won the supercoppa italia but lost last night for the coppa TIM. (There's a bunch of mini tornaments in the off season.)

I'm still bitter about the Champions League, but was happy that we won the supercoppa against Milan on the shootouts. And we're still i campioni di Italia two years running.

Cowboy_sally's description of Karaoke Nite is so good that it will tide me over until Vidiot's photos.

Honest to gawd, c_s, that is some kinda hilarious. The flames, the zipper, the debauchery - you monkeys make me so proud.

*crickets*

Dammit, where'd everyone go. Guys? Guys???

Karaoke pix here.

And an extra-special plea to Dong_Resin here.

Okay, the fucking hot asian girl with the badass dog... I, ... I need to change my pants.

And dong. Don't listen to those snooty Manhattanites. Dallas desperately needs you. Plus, you've got a 60% chance of mugging an old woman here and getting away with it. You can't beat those odds.

More observations:

Gotta love the ultimate hipster in this pic. I will never understand white-trash coutere. Sadly, it's hitting Dallas where the wt's are already prevalent. There's something berry odd about not being able to distinguish b/w the "ironic" ones and the "roots" ones. I say fuck 'em all.

Sorry, maybe this is my Stav night.

As an aside, I've been threatened with sushit, saki, Japanese beer, and karaoke on Friday night for a birthday party. I'm fucking skeered.

"Snooty Manhattanites"? Au contraire! I think the only Manhattanite in our crowd is Chico. And he's not snooty. (Witchstone lived in Manhattan, but she lived in da hood before goin' out to Cali.)

stavrosthegreekchicken, now THAT's a poster for "Platoon" I've never seen! Too funny. Ah yes, another recruitment poster no doubt. heh.

As for Karaoke, the last time out, I had to pick up all my friends' rocker anthems [ah, he stepped out each time up] [yah Bon Jovi,] you name 'em, I was pooched at the end, I had plenty back up singers though, Allelujah! Damn, they are a hoot. Oh, I got Britney Spears' autograph that evening...[ well, ok, she sang a ton of Britney songs, so I got her autograph!] [sign it Britney, would'dja?]

Love to be with y'all in NY, OTOH, come to Toronto and we'll kick up some shit in this somnabulistic hick town!

and, Cowboy_SALLY! watered down bourbon?! WTF! C'mon, try something better than Maker's fucking Mark. Blandon's or say Ripvanwinkle's [right kickin' that], please.
oh, and sleeping in jonmc's shirt? hmmm? [re:photoisland mornin' after.... Yoikes! News Flash! j/k.

however, if you sang Jolene, well, that's right fuckin' cool.

*best chortle in the world*

I like my article this week, she said, bragging.

Very cool, tizzie.

Mmmmm...."deep-fried butter, washed down with beer." Good thing there are non-stop flights from LaGuardia to CVG.

tizzie, what a great article! I too am the undaunted champion of the tacqueria.

Those pictures, vidiot, they are...well, as the song goes, it loses its charm when it's out in the light. And where the fuck was I when the dong shout-outs were being made???

(on second thought, I will pay you handsomely not to answer that)

alicesshoe, it wasn't *even* Maker's Mark, it was like...Old Crow or something. But hey, as long as I'm not buyin'.

hey, I can take deletion requests anytime. (Quick, before the other monkeys wake up!) Maud wasn't shown at her request, after all. (Maybe it was the "ass beer" shot.)

Preach on, sister tizzie.

When I started working in Manhattan, I told my self that I would not eat anything out that I could get at home.

Aside from a trip to McD's that made me sick, a trip to taco bell where they forgot the sour cream and a trip to subway where the buffalo chicken was rather desultoy, I have kept that pledge. Thank goodness the five boroughs are fulla great local cheap eats.

Today it's leftover keilbasa and kraut with potato pancakes from the Bohemian Hall. Yay for smelly cabbage. (i know, but it's been a while)

Also, I didn't recall this duet with my main lady Bari, but then again I was pretty hammered. Although, the 15 inch differential in our height may account for my backache.

It's okay...I don't recall the duet either, and I took the picture.

hi vidiot,
per our conversation, yes, pls. delete any and all photos of cowboy_sally with a double chin.
TIA,
the cowboy_sally in 2004 campaign manager

9622.net: kick up some shit in this somnabulistic hick town!

So, tizzie. What caliber of celebrities eat at Ollie's Trolley in downtown Cincy?

Celebrities like local TV weatherguys and Jerry Springer, heh. The man was Mayor here, for gawd's sake!

Thanks for saying all that nice stuff, you monkey sweeties.

And I owe kafkaesque big time for that Oven Mitt bit at the end.

Mr. K, an Ollieburger for you.

Just as soon as Cowboy_Sally deletes every unflattering picture of Vidiot. You know, all of them.

That article should be a weekly column, tiz. Of course, I'd expect to be audited come next April if I were you, but that article's a great piece of gentle scolding.

And I think the oven mitt thing would be funny even without kaf backing it up. As it was, my cackling just woke the napping lawyers in the next room.

Sail from me, oven mitt hatred, and into the hearts and minds of the South.

I must demur, incidentally, on any sort of credit for oven mitt hatred. I was truly shocked to find that a mere google search displays depths of enmity heretofore unimagined.

Hey, since we're tooting each others' horns (and other appendages ::cough::), I'd be remiss for not giving a big whoo-HOO to brittney's cover story in this week's Nashville Scene!

We gots some talented monkeys 'round these parts!

Wow. That is great.

Congrats to the Brittney!

Outstanding Brit…,wow last pic too, take I’m pointing out a camp-counselor(hope); is that in now? the-unbutton-look? Don’t feel odd asking after commenting in the blue about the underage twins :P

Great story, Brittney! I just sent it to my nieces, future rock babes both.

Hey thanks, you guys. Tizzie I read your piece this morning, it's super.

I've been missing you marvelous monkeys but have been a busy bee of late. I've been checking in regularly, though--just been keeping very quiet. (I think I only gots so many words in me, sometimes.)

I've been here for the shout-outs, the onslaught of birthdays, Witchy's departure from the Big City, jon's ultra-hottt wet spot. All of it. (Good look, ufez, on your marathon! Way to run farther than I like to drive.)

My sweet Mom is taking me to Vegas at the end of the month for an early birthday celebration where I plan to score thousands of dollars. Legally, mind you, be it through gambling or prostitution. At which time I'll be financially stable enough to fly to NY for a weekend of revelry and Advanced Hipster Bingo and crashing on the couches of wary metropolitan monkeys. Ya'll can show me how to use the indoor plumbin'.

Y'all can show me how to use the indoor plumbin'.

You're welcome to stay with me long as you don't be washin' your unmentionables in my bidet.

On the other hand, you are perfectly welcome to set up the moonshine still on my back porch.

My sofabed is at your disposal. As is my patio, complete with religious grotto. (Baby Jebus likes the moonshine.)

And do some scouting in Vega$ for the November meetup, 'kay?

My little 72 year old mother just called to say she got a bounceback message for forwarding me some dirty joke at my work e-mail account. "Honey, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you in front of your friends!"

I can't stop laughing.

Now, now, tizzie. You should know better. If you have a dirty joke, you should have brought enough for everybody. Sharing is good.

Bubbles was the girl next door!

(Who here's in the blackout zone? Here in midtown manhattan it's like a street party minus the, y'know, strangers necking in the street and drunk people and stuff.

Brittney, you might want to learn us cityfolk how to use outdoor plumbing when you get here.)

Wow, monkeys by candlelight - I hope you are all ok.

our IS manager who is at a hotel in NJ held out for as long as he could, but the sirens got louder and then the lights went out and we knew his connection would be next, even with his laptop batteries churning away...and then the chat room was silent.

i feel as if a million bloggers cried out at once and then were silent.

watching from the west coast and wishing you all the best.

Well if it makes y'all feel better, Italy has been having (vaugely) scheduled black outs since mid-June due to lack of supply as Italians overcome their mythical distrust of AC during a heat wave.

Be sure to let us home bodies in on your visit with a thread, Brittney. And bring salt for the popcorn.

Re: the power outage...and you Noo Yawkas were trying to entice Dong to move to your city? Way to roll out the red carpet. ;)

ok cowboy_sally, one shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth if only Old Crow was being offered. Sorry about my assumption it would *even* be your choice of Bourbon.

There are more shots though? What's all this censorship suddenly? C'mon. Bare it all, we understand you're all partying and if you don't remember, we'll help remind you. That's all. Is that so bad?

tizzie, great article and too true. Those fast food joints are expensive. Many are situated in areas where the locals can barely afford it and don't know a home cooked meal gets them more for their dollar. I'd rather have a Pho anytime besides. Cheaper too.

Brittney too, excellent! I'll send my niece to that camp, I think she'd really enjoy it. She's taking piano and says she wants to play guitar. Guess what she'll get this Christmas? Hey, what are uncle's for....driving sister crazy!

Wait, so Brittney's been lurking all this time?

Ok then. If I may derail for just a sec, I just wanna say that snarl-ish webcam pic you had posted a few weeks back was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen.

*fans self just thinking about it*

On the other hand, you are perfectly welcome to set up the moonshine still on my back porch.

My sofabed is at your disposal. As is my patio, complete with religious grotto. (Baby Jebus likes the moonshine.)

Hears news; No electricity in NYC
[Opens map verifies Dallas's location, hill billy land ;)
[Looks over neighborhood fences]
Eyes; farmer's daughter, moonshine still, sofa bed, Poster of Bush praying, swamp coolers, swimming holes]
[opens file: Future NYC trip]
Crosses off from to do list: NYC night life; hotel accommodations, trip to St. Patrick’s cathedral, a/c’d NY Metropolitan Musem, Central Park.
Rips up plans & makes confetti
[knocks on Farmer's Door]
Meets daughter.
[knocks on neighbor’s door with still]
Introduces farmer's daughter; Drinks moonshine and plays 3man.
[knocks on neighbors door with swimming hole]
Skinny dips drbnk with farmer's daughter.
Throws confetti…

A note about posting images:

We encourage users to post images, especially those hilarous pics of monkeys wearing dresses or programming for Linux. But posting images that reside on someone else's server is considered by many to be bandwidth theft. Our thoughts on the matter, along with some solutions to the problem, can be found here. Thanks.

In an effort to help eliminate spam (and to preserve the sanity of the 9622 Volunteer Simian Spam-Cop Brigade) all threads older than 30 days will now be closed to comments.

Name:


Email Address:


URL:


Comments:

Remember me?