Well, here it is Friday morning and I got nothing. RIEN! Unwisely, I spent last night reading, doing laundry and sighing loudly at regular intervals in a desperate (and unsuccessful) attempt to distract Rusty from the Portugal vs. Czech Republic match. I thought I’d have all kinds of pictures to post today so I wasn’t concerned that there was no goofy tale of my latest humiliation.
I suppose the good news is the lack of blog material means that for the last 3 or 4 days I haven’t done anything particularly embarrassing. The bad news is nobody sent me a picture like I asked (she sniffs as her tears splash on the keyboard). I’ll have to make do with my make believe readers. This one is my favourite so far…
How can I fault dear Neil when he came up with this one all on his own? You gotta love a soccer hooligan/feminist husband. Truth be told, if I found out Ms. herself was reading my doodles, I’d keel over from the shock, so I should be grateful that this fantasy will never become reality. But there’s no excuse for you lot. As they say in my homeland, that’s a sin for you. I was all ready for the wave of jpgs. I even had Neil on stand-by for photoshop duty just in case one of you sent me something unfit for public consumption.
But never mind. I’ll press on in my search for novel ways to entertain myself. I’m packing a bag for yet another visit to Vevey next week to loiter at the Population Office and beg them to let me in the country. I figure by Wednesday I won’t actually need a residence permit as I’ll be granted squatter’s rights in their waiting room. I may post next week and I may not. I suppose I’d have to if I got some pictures of Finders with books (hint, wink, nudge, etc.).
At any rate, I still have faith that some of you will come through. In the meantime have a look at some pictures that might restore your faith in humanity. Have a wonderful weekend…
I love the photos, Bobbi, especially the one of the group of christians apologizing at the Gay Pride parade in Chicago. There is hope…
A picture is coming, I promise! It requires a bit of planning and photo shop work.
Arlene in Alberta
Photoshop and I are not on speaking terms. However, your picture brings up a question that has been bugging me for a year at least: Has Ms. Ms. had plastic surgery?
I don’t know but next time we have a tea I’ll ask her. Me & Glo are tight.
Please do.
There is no way. Absolutely no way. Look at the beautiful way her mouth slopes downward. I only wish she didn’t dye her hair. I think she’d look beautiful with a white do.
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,2086869,00.html
Sorry, MSB.
Call me crazy but who is that? OKay, I will take a photo by the pool reading your book but Dean will have to photoshop some hot body in there with my head on top! coming soon!
You’re hilarious. Just put the book by the pool plus, you are some hot body missus. The photo is of Gloria Steinem.
VERY early morning here Bobbi. Have been thinking of you ever since I read the Vaughan-Jackson review a couple of days ago. What a marvellous endorsement for your blook. I asked Don to pick it up at COSTCO last week and it is now in our house. I’m saving it for Christmas for something special to look forward to. I can totally relate to the battle trying to learn French. Since retirement 14 years ago there’s a pile of things in the corner by the piano that I want to play – accordion, ukelele, even Ugly Stick for God sake. Can’t do shag all with any of it. It’ll probably take a while longer but I’m sure you’ll realize you’ve done really really well with the french. Congratulations for the blook and for that fabulous review! Congratulations also on contemplating the move to the land of the Swiss, especially as you may be able to work in English. I’m on board the haywagon (in Mount Pearl), looking forward to the trip. Best wishes on the job hunt.