NO POSSUM FOR YOU!
Yep, it's that time of year again when I don't come to work for an indeterminate amount of days and spend that time instead in the bosom of my family, spending money I don't have on things I don't need, otherwise known as vacation.
As usual, this means I will be locked in the house with a shotgun, so don't think that when I say "vacation," I'm actually going to be away from stately Casa de Possum, and that you can come over and commit acts of burglary and mayhem. Because you'll get a faceful of lead, bucko, and in addition to that, be attacked by rabid bobcats! And fleas! And fire from Heaven! And boils on your buttocks!
So don't try it.
ANYWAY, what this does mean is that you'll have to go elsewhere for your fun and gaminess. Also, I won't be checking my e-mail or otherwise messing with the computer, so if the place gets trashed by spammers, please accept my regrets and the promise that I'll do the policing when I get bac--I mean--when I decide it's time to, which will probably be after I'm through feeding the giant vampire tarantulas to the rabid bobcats, which will then be thrown to the hungry mutant Pelosisharkodile that prowls the house looking for intruders. And, obviously, for rabid bobcats.
All of you have an excellent week, be good to your fellow man, and keep us in your prayers as we keep you in ours.
Until 2 July, then, good afternoon.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at June 22, 2007 03:36 PMI'm going to daring and say Welcome back!
I hope you got to spell your shotgun duties with a little seafood and sun.
Posted by: Sarah G. at June 30, 2007 03:26 PMThank you, ma'am! It was fun, but we went the opposite way from the beach. Unless you consider the vast prehistoric area of North Alabama that used to be covered with ocean.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 2, 2007 11:13 AM