smoking in Albonia
day 4 of vacation, and now smoking weasel tobacco in the customs hut
I'll get a shot of Fusel next. No sound though.
Nearly got the state of the nation
Google Analytics points out the continuing struggle to win the hearts and minds of the parvenu colonials (more green=more hits). Need to find some way of attracting the mid-west. Marshmallow-stuffed turkey ? Because I know you have fairly disgusting diets out there in the nasty blank miles of between. Or maybe I should find god? (Stuck to my sole). Rant incoherently for a while on plainly daft theories of ontology and epistemology? (How do I know I'm evolved from slime-mould?). Or is that too up its own fundamentalism? So if you have a friend (or a backwoods flange of interbred cousins you don't talk about) in the dead miles between cities, drop them a carrier pigeon and get them to access my blog (with their steam-driven Babbage engines , or hay-built abaci), let some slightly dingy British rain into their golden-corn lives. Also, it appears I'm not appealing to the redneck constituency. What's the matter with y'all? Too busy fucking your sisters?
Well. There you are. Looking slightly grumpy and smoking. Evidently in Albonia. . .
ReplyDeleteGrumpy? Man alive, this is main face mode number 1 for Mr. Diskgrinder. All these years and me thinking I was being stoic, and it comes across as grumpiness. Well I never.
ReplyDeleteExplains a lot, mind.
OOps. Well, to be fair you looked a bit like you were about to smile just before it ended. In a very stoic kind of a way.
ReplyDeleteWhy not do a vblog with sound and all sometime? I bet it would be cool. 'Smoking' Made me wonder what your voice sounds like.
Imagine - from the land of a thousand lakes.
"land of a thousand lakes" - wistful for the infinite landscape now.
ReplyDeletevioice: nasal east midlands.
ReplyDeleteI have no frame of reference for that voice description.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, technically I'm not from the land of a thousand lakes. That would be the direct translation of the word 'Minnesota'. Or my brother could have been teasing me again. Either way, there are a zillion lakes around here. And a couple of them are great.