I’m still out of town but I have to let you know I have some good stuff on the way. Here’s a teaser: My uncle Mark is dating twins, tarot cards, sick cat, NYC, blacked out cab ride, Grandma’s basement, and much much more. Hang tight. Be there in a jiff!
Casserole of Disaster 
oh…wow. That is the best teaser I’ve ever read, and that plus how long we’ve waited for your glorious return…well bring on the stories! 😉
PS: your uncle is dating TWINS!?!?!? Yup…can’t wait 😉
I wrote a post about him the summer before last. You’ll have to read that to understand how funny this is. I saw it with my own two eyes!
Ummm excuse me, I love your blog beyotch (lol), so I’ve caught up from last summer…and I remember Uncle Mark! That’s why I’m so excited to hear about the twins!!! 🙂
Aw, I was gonna ask if it was THAT Uncle Mark! I seriously don’t know if I can wait to hear this story. OMGOMGOMG
I understand. I knew you weren’t going to post a blog for a while because of your traveling. I have some childhood diaries and schoolwork I picked up at my Grandparent’s house and I am going to write a blog article about that in a month or so!
Haha, it totally sounds like your uncle is not just dating twins, but is also dating the sick cat, the basement, or perhaps all within a basement, all of NYC (hey, if overheardinnewyork.com is to be believed, it could be possible), a cab driver, etc. Sounds like good times!
I anxiously await the shenanigan stories to come!
I would like to put in a formal request that there be PICTURES included with all your stories. Especially when it comes to the “Sick Cat Tarot Reading” w/ Mark & the DD Twins. I’m just sayin’…
Hmmm….sudden hankering for Chinese food. Be right back.
Ha Ha! You know….
OOOO! OOOO! It’s like an evening at the improv! I’d like to add “a red lipstick”, “a goat”, “three gold watches”, “a painting of lemons” and a “Brown Pinto circa 1971”
GO!!!!
(Obviously, all kidding aside, I’m looking forward to the real adventures… Catcha’ on the flip side.)
I shall require pictures of said twins, the cat, Grandma’s basement, and most importantly, this Uncle Mark. I wait with baited breath.
Hope Christmas and New Years were stellar.
Miss you muchly, William. Come see me when you get back. I too have made a few additions to my stable of obnoxious posts. In other words I have a new blog.
It’s called “Project Fat Ass” and all that that implies.
Looking forward to your epic return to Blogsylvania.
LK
as long as said Sick Kitty doesn’t bite the big ‘un…
I’d love ta hear all about it.
even if sick kitty dies, I’ll probably still read it!
are you home yet or still in an airport somewhere??? if you’re at mke, let me know!
two words…twins!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
yeah, I waited….not what Billy? 😉
whoops! now 🙂
I know Idaho is waaay out there but how long does it take to get back home?
For serious: I’m sending out a search party. You know, the kind that carry long sticks that they poke through the snow to find bodies that have been buried under drifts? Yeah, THOSE guys…and they’ll have one of those St. Bernard dogs w/ the little mini-keg on the collar too. Then it’s a win-win: if they find you and you’re alive, you can have a drink; if they find you and–well, YOU KNOW–then WE can all have a drink.
they also need torches….
it’s weird, I know a whole two people living in Idaho now and the last I’ve heard/read from both of them was “I’m on the way I’ll let you know when I get there…”
*gulp*