Guest Blahggers Galore
Bob, the other half of the Twinz of Terror: “May be good blog fodder if you need some.”
Okay, okay, Bob, your point is well taken. The bomb squad doesn’t come here every day and I lead a pretty boring life. So here’s what others are doing:
This is The Beautiful Gay and The Beautiful Renee in San Francisco over the Memorial Day weekend. Click here for more.
And it turns out that Tim is a singer and composer. There’s a link to his livejournal over on the right. He has interesting things to say when he writes in it. Which should be more often :-). Anyway, I was gonna put his latest song out on this but at 5MB it is just too big. I can downsize people’s huge photos but music is another story. Maybe he can make us a clip, hint hint.
Finally, the Marquis writes to tell us that Nuclear Dave is off at explosives camp this week. I didn’t even know there were explosives camps. The GG was once made to cut grass with a scythe for several days to atone for the offense of setting off a smoke bomb at boy scout camp. Maybe explosives camp would’ve been a better “fit” for him, as all the overprotective, self-involved parents say these days. I guess the idea behind explosives camp (besides “boys will be boys”, that is) is “if ya can’t beat ’em, join ’em.” Anyway, nDave graduates from high school this spring. If he hasn’t already, but no one sent me an announcement or pics so I dunno. And he goes off to U of Rochester in the fall. And this is what The Marquis has to say about explosives camp:
Anne & I took Dave to Explosives Camp today. We checked him in & waited around for dinner. During dinner the UMR Professor (a pot belly Aussie, affectionately known as the “Mad Bomber”) leading the camp explained the week’s agenda:
Monday – “We’re going to the school’s test mine & blow some shit up!”
Tuesday – “We’re going underground in a real lead mine, lay a wall of charges, go around the corner & blow some shit up!”
Wednesday – “We’re going to a limestone quarry, lay a much bigger wall of charges, go across the pit & blow some shit up!”
Thursday – “We’re going to a fireworks manufacturer, learn how to make fireworks, make fireworks, design a $2,000 show & blow some shit up!”
In between these activities they will get briefed by a member of the White House’s bomb squad, do a rock & roll pyrotechnics show & have a pool party.
We’ll pick him up Thursday night & watch the fireworks show. Before we left, Anne counted out Dave’s ten digits & told him & the camp administrator that she expected to see ten on Thursday.
GrokgrokgrokGROK!!! I wanna go blow some shit up too!! grokgrok frook grfok! Excuse me a minute. (Froggy! Watch your language or I’ll go get the soap. It is not okay for you to copy the Mad Bomber. Laundry basket. Pronto! I don’t care if Moley is there. Go anyway.) Sorry about that little outburst.