h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Big sigh: remembered the tune as light as a moonlit sky - will be humming that all weekend - thanks pirate

typing last art catalogue

Monday morning 5:45AM and I'm driving to work
At a traffic light I look up and see a beautiful yellow full moon low on the horizon against a clear starless sky - whattasight!
It made my day before it even started.


(We lost a biker buddy in a crash on Sunday - a car turned right in front of him.
BAN ALL CARS - GO BY BIKE OR BUS!
He died doing what he loved - riding his motorcycle)

Ah! I remember those early morning sights when I was working - the best time of the day - begin the journey in darkness, see the sun rise & arrive in broad daylight - you feel you can take on the world!


(May your friend keep riding for all eternity - not many pass on doing what they love - my condolences WR)

riders in the sky

::just paying my respects::

Thanks - I'm sure Charles knows too!

spring has finally reached danish shores. this is a good thing. come saturday i will camp in the wilderness. well, as wild as it gets here: a kind of a tidal meadow between endless marshes and an old beech forest

i will not be alone though. a few friends and their kids will join me

as will of course billions of mosquitos...

Take a hundred frogs with you...they eat mozzies!

Have a great weekend - start taking an anti-hystamin tablet early in the spring - at least if the mozzies bite, it won't be too big a lump

I've had my bath today & am off to the coast tomorrow - ma&pa won't be taking me on many walks though 'cos they're decorating - double

Have a good weekend everyone

"rivet, rivet" trying to be a frog to get into s backpack - sure to have a better time there

thanks for the advices, shirps and WR. i'll use them both: take antihistamine and invite all my french friends to join me

...*slides off chair...staggers around in a very lady like manner pouring gun powder around the pub...* I think THIS month we outta' go out with a
bang!
...*reads directions on book of matches: close & strike ...lays the closed match book on the bar and repeatedly pounds on it with her fist...*
Whilst we wait for the matches to light I'd like to sing a solo!
Wha'? What do you mean, sing so low yous can't hear me?

::starts the karaoke-machine::

and now, lady, women and gentlemen, our very own pandora, the born again and again tart, will do her *very* own version of tchaikowskys "1812-overture"

give her a big

..before it's too late



ps: good to see you again, me old tart

Aww gimmie one on the lips. Can't sing that one with dry lips!
dun-dun-duun-dun-dun-dun-du-duuuuu-du-dun-dun-dun-dun-du-dun-du-duuuuu....*from seemingly no where duct tape is slaped across Pan's mouth with a hole & long straw into a bottle of bourbon...*

bour-bour-bour-BON, bour-bour-bour-BON

sounds much better now!

I can't get these stupid matches to light! Howmy 'sposed ta' light
all that gun powder if I can't get the matches to light?



HERESPOT!!!!!

...*the floor boards crash up in the middle of the room...a firey head pokes through...*
Good boy Spot! Here you go... ...*pours a pint of Island Rum into Spot's
mouth...*
KAAAAAAAAAAA-BOOOOOOOOM!

~~~~~~my w*rk here is done for this month~~~~~~~~

*Raises singed eyebrow in astonishment*

::the blast is so powerful is blows the straight into the next month::



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