Since running from the Sandmen last Thursday, I have had little reason to smile. Today's Questionable Content made me smirk while I cruised the Infonet, hoping to find some clue to Sanctuary. Perhaps the residents semi-mystical Land of D'Airy will have some wisdom to empart, beyond the hint "upward, always upward," before I push onward and upward to Sanctuary.
The Sandmen are heartless and Carousel is a sham! I will persevere.
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Spotted Cow mends all wounds.
Yeah, if I can find any up in the wilds.
Carousel is real!
Sorry to hear about your B-day...
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You should be traveling with Spotted Cow, Chuckles.
Stop on the way through Milwaukee and pick up several hundred bottles just to make sure.
Unfortunately, my illicit conveyance will not stop between the metropolis on the Great Water and the Door Peninsula, ZRM. I eould happily take solace in Milliwau-Ka'eh, if I could but control the means of movement. As it is, I must rely on smugglers and thieves to shuttle me to my hoped for salvation.
That's lame, have you considered siphoning out some gas to force a stop midway?
Damn it, a wee bit further and I'll buy you a beer.
Happy, belated, birthday!
yeah, in Milwaukee (Sauk Indian for "Big Suckhole") the gas stations usually sell beer.
"a wee bit further" = 6 hour drive.
I fear those vast flat plains, staring back at from the direction of Fargo like the lidless gaze of Chthulhu, have tainted Snag's brainz....
When I was a kid I used to walk 400 miles to school, each way, uphill, in my bare feet. And nobody offered to buy me a beer when I got there.
Damn kids.
And you didn't even have an iPod to listen to any squamous songs sung by abattoir choirs.
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