No Accounting For Taste...
This is probably long overdue, but alas... I had to wait for people to forget about it before I thanked these two...
First off... I have to thank Train Wreck. Why? Good question. I wondered that myself when I began this post. After all... she continues not to wear shoes, won't watch my video links, and gives me a hard time every chance she gets. Not to mention that she boosts my ego by saying things like when she's here she's more thankful for her husband than ever.
But there was this one time... well... she gave me a good backhanded compliment. And who doesn't like being slapped around by a girl every now and again?
<-- *infamous lech smilie* Anyway... she's an artist, or in her case "artiste", and she was nice enough to give me an award of her own making. Notice the strong masculine line... the handlebar moustache... the... oh wait... that's Rolly Fingers. Crap.
Ok... well look at the other pic... the narrow shoulders... the weak jawline... the pot belly... the legs looking like he's got to pee... yup. That folks... is me. Or at least her rendition... and she wraps it all up into an award so that I have to accept it. I mean... what am I going to do? Refuse her? *sigh* So... I guess I'd better thank her, after all... she did go through the effort to pimp me out.
Next on my shi... erm... list, is a little blonde cutie. Well... as cute as somebody about to get married can be. She'd be a lot cuter if she was hopelessly in love with me, but I digress... Anyway... She held her yearly contest over at her blog, and the prize for knowing the answers was a basket of goodies, or a personal post. I was all about the swag naturally, but then she wanted to know my name and address. WTF? If I'd want you to know my name and address... I'd put it in the "About" section of my blog. In fact... I might even put an about section ON my blog... so do you know what she did? SHE LIED ABOUT ME! Yes... I know! Of all the nerve... calling me interesting like that. And humble? Moi? I'm so humble I brag about my humility all the time!
To top that all off... she wrote, and I quote, "But knowing that there are kind and capable people like LL out there makes me feel a little better about my chances." Wha? Kind? Capable? Those words she keeps using... I do not think they mean what she thinks they mean...
But alas... I guess... I'll just have to learn to live with this constant misrepresentation of me and my reputation that I've worked so hard at these past few years. Oh the burdens I bear...
Thank you ladies... and be sure to erm... go check them out.
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Today's mystery lyric: (Remember the rules folks, no online searching of the lyrics, if you don't know it, you don't have the answer!)
On most nights,
the shimmering lights
were all that I needed,
to make me feel alright...
Answer to last lyric: Symphony of Destruction by Megadeth.
First off... I have to thank Train Wreck. Why? Good question. I wondered that myself when I began this post. After all... she continues not to wear shoes, won't watch my video links, and gives me a hard time every chance she gets. Not to mention that she boosts my ego by saying things like when she's here she's more thankful for her husband than ever.
But there was this one time... well... she gave me a good backhanded compliment. And who doesn't like being slapped around by a girl every now and again?
<-- *infamous lech smilie* Anyway... she's an artist, or in her case "artiste", and she was nice enough to give me an award of her own making. Notice the strong masculine line... the handlebar moustache... the... oh wait... that's Rolly Fingers. Crap.Ok... well look at the other pic... the narrow shoulders... the weak jawline... the pot belly... the legs looking like he's got to pee... yup. That folks... is me. Or at least her rendition... and she wraps it all up into an award so that I have to accept it. I mean... what am I going to do? Refuse her? *sigh* So... I guess I'd better thank her, after all... she did go through the effort to pimp me out.
Next on my shi... erm... list, is a little blonde cutie. Well... as cute as somebody about to get married can be. She'd be a lot cuter if she was hopelessly in love with me, but I digress... Anyway... She held her yearly contest over at her blog, and the prize for knowing the answers was a basket of goodies, or a personal post. I was all about the swag naturally, but then she wanted to know my name and address. WTF? If I'd want you to know my name and address... I'd put it in the "About" section of my blog. In fact... I might even put an about section ON my blog... so do you know what she did? SHE LIED ABOUT ME! Yes... I know! Of all the nerve... calling me interesting like that. And humble? Moi? I'm so humble I brag about my humility all the time!
To top that all off... she wrote, and I quote, "But knowing that there are kind and capable people like LL out there makes me feel a little better about my chances." Wha? Kind? Capable? Those words she keeps using... I do not think they mean what she thinks they mean...
But alas... I guess... I'll just have to learn to live with this constant misrepresentation of me and my reputation that I've worked so hard at these past few years. Oh the burdens I bear...
Thank you ladies... and be sure to erm... go check them out.
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Today's mystery lyric: (Remember the rules folks, no online searching of the lyrics, if you don't know it, you don't have the answer!)
On most nights,
the shimmering lights
were all that I needed,
to make me feel alright...
Answer to last lyric: Symphony of Destruction by Megadeth.
posted by LL at 5:46 PM
27 Comments:
Well,well... humble be thou art!
I'm impressed! Not that I doubted your humility by any means, LL, because you have never boasted otherwise.
I couldn't agree with these gals more! When I first landed on your site, it was to that post Tink mentions...the "approximately 21,524 word" one. I must admit, I was quite curious as to what sort of person would post like that! Being the "old one" and naive to this blogland, curiosity kept me reading...and reading...and reading, Whew...wore me out! but I am glad I stuck it out.
LL, I wouldn't know you from Adam, if I met you on the streets, but these girls are not LYING in paying you their compliments! I feel you deserve them and more.
So, here is mine to you...
LL,I would truly be proud to call you My Son..if you happened to be..(which, BTW, you aren't, in case you didn't know that)**wink.. However, I'm guessing your age to be close to the one who IS My Son so I can say that!
LL, I feel blessed to have 'met' you. You don't know the impact you've had on my life...really! From your first comment, you made me delve into my soul...my life, as I'd never before thought was necessary! I DO thank you!
Now...we all know you don't like "..danged slobberin' women folks..", so let me applaud you on jumping back into things and posting a tad more frequently, can we mark our calendars??
ps..think I have a Title, that's a start, isn't it?
You too? *sigh* I'm gonna have to start cussin' now...
I uh... erm... *shakes head slowly*
..WTH..??
My 2 fav people..one is cussin' and the other speechless??
I'm so disappointed...so unlike the both of you! ;)
[nervous girl voice]Is that bad? No smily face... Paper airplane huh? I like your mustache and beard erm... I mean your post and award! I was going for a guy... erm... girl post! Beer... erm... thanks makes girls happy...ha ha?[/nervous girl voice]
:ewink:
Oh you big nitwit! Just…er…um… go kick a stone....climb a tree, row a boat.. or something!
Have you forgotten you are s'posed to jump back on the horse that bucked you off! (Your image is safe with us!)
NOW, you can start cussin’..besides, cussin’s good for when nothin’ else will do!
You got a "manly" award? And yet you admit that you refuse to walk around barefoot. Good grief! It's gettin' deep in here. :rolleyes:
Deep isnt the word for it. roflmao
;o)
I just take you at the face value you give off. You seem kind and at the same time witty and smart. I ejoy your comments and laugh at how everyone likes to tease you. Or I should say I enjoyed your comments (as you've been vacant for a long time)
If I could give you an award it would be... urm... well.. I will get back to you on that.
I found my way over here because Tink did that whole "Make a comment about the person who commented before you" thing. I took it seriously and lucked out that you were cool and had awesome eyes. If I recall correctly, they are black and resemble a rectangle.
I guess all that blog pimping really works!
Ha I willlet you off the hook, sooner than you did me! I don't want you to start rollin around on your bed impersonating Billy..what was his name... Ugh no girly voice for mountain men! THank you ...I think? lol! on "knight" comment about your eyes!
Fermicat is hysterical. I checked out both blogs and left a comment on the first one. I think that's very cool, my man ... very cool. I remember when I picked you for my favorite blog to read among a certain line-up and you were all like, "What? Why? Blah blah blah ..." Oh yeah, I remember!
Ha ha ha! We're on to you, LL...we're not fooled by your gruff exterior, we women are smart as whips.
LL, I am going to use your blog as an outlet for a moment! ok? Ha I knew you'd let me!
Beth, Where is your page? How can I talk about LL to you if I can't find it? he he!
Thanks LL you're... well you get irritated when I pay you a compliment, so have a great day!! :)
I'm glad you're all having fun... :|
damn sobbin women... ;)
Sweet?
Sweet??
Wow.
Hehe.
"She called him sweet. How is he sweet?" ~Doc Horrible OMG. You're the Old Guy!! Hahahahaha.
Am not...
korngatulashuns on the award and all the nice words being said on your behlaf.
Finally, something you can't blame ME for.
Dying laughing over LL being called "sweet."
Who called me sweet? This is how urban legends get started...
And don't worry Tiff... you're still on my blame list, just down a couple of notches.
LL ...."I was beginning to hope... ermmm... wonder"
Hmmmm not sure how I should take that! yea, I'm still alive! You're not dumping me off the cliff that easy! ...*smirk*
Why LL, I wouldn't plan anything to "dastardly" We're just funnin. I knew you'd be a homemade bread kinda fella! Hmmmm grind my own flour? I will have to ponder this...
If you and Beth are getting together... it's gotta be a dastardly plan.
Ace Frehley after he left Kiss
I know ... the sweet thing was definitely a big ass stretch. Like Shirl from "What's Happening" ass big.
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