From the road
Hullo. I am writing this from my Apple Powerbook as I scale Mt. Everest. I just wanted to let all of my many, MANY blogger fans know that next week I will be back to blogging with a vengeance. I have had an interesting year and have many stories to tell. And, of course, I will be sharing many pictures of my adorable felted butt with you all. So please tune in next week (or possibly the week after, depending upon if Gruntley and Bunny get their lazy asses in gear and hook up their computer at their new place). Did I tell you that Gruntley and Bunny bought a new house and that they have decided to live in the garage so that I can have ALL of the indoor rooms to myself? Oh, and that MaryMoo girl is going to be living around the corner so I am going to go over there EVERY DAY since Bunny doesn't make me very good food and I know that MaryMoo will definitely make me meals all the time. She's nice that way. I don't think she'll get annoyed with me if I and all of my 42 (or sometimes 43) brothers and sisters hang out at her place every day, do you? Although that Sean guy might try to prosecute me or something. (Ooooo, big scary prosecutor. Just try and get a judge to throw the book at a cute lil' blue monster like me. Just try it, Irish boy.) So please check my blog regularly (I know that all of you check it every single day, waiting for me with bated breath), for the Adventures of Grover in 2005.
5 small hints of what I did this year:
Carly and squirrels
mustaches
marmots
rutabagas
and grass clippings
posted by Brent @ Thursday, September 22, 2005
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10 Comments:
Not that I want to burst anyone's bubble, but I must clarify a few things. Here are just a few truths that the lil' blue guy forgot to mention:
**Grover has sat in the house for the past few months, doing nothing.
**Grover will not be bugging Mary and Sean.
**Grover is probably actually scared of Sean, so don't let his tough talk fool you.
**Grover did not scale Mt. Everest.
**Grover does not own a Powerbook.
And Grover will NOT be ruling our house as he thinks. He will have a small closet to live in, that's all.
One more thing. Grover is HORRIBLE at giving hints. They NEVER have anything to do with what actually happened!! So just ignore his hints, because they won't end up making any sense in the long run.
Yessss! I made it as a hint! By the way, there is a dead squirrel in our yard right now...and I did not kill the thing. I swear.
"Just try it, Irish boy"!
Thank you for what will be my latest favorite phrase to use on my hubby. Hehe...
Grover you can come over anytime you want. I'll glady cook for you. Do you do dishes? [No, I don't mean 'do' dishes, you know what I'm talking about you sick and twisted furry thing, you.]
MaryMoo, I'm not sure what you mean by doing dishes "that way." My general behavior with dishes is to have somebody load them up with food, I then eat all of the food and then someone takes the dish away. After that, it's not really my concern. I hope that this is how things will work when my 42 (sometimes 43) brothers and sisters and I come to visit. Also, I don't really care for vegetables. I hope that's not an issue. In the meantime, I'm going to try and figure out what you meant by "that way." Does it perhaps involve hedgehogs or snowmobiling?
Love,
Lil' blue neighbor,
G
LMAO! I was just reading over Grover's shoulder as he was typing (can you just picture him typing on his lil' blue Powerbook?), and I almost choked on my food. Mary, you know him WAY too well. If I had made the "doing dishes" comment, he would have said "doing dishes? If by 'dishes' you mean Britney Spears, yes, I "do" dishes. Oops, I did it again!" Seriously, he is very naughty, so don't be fooled by the whole innocence act.
OMG!!! Shari, (oops, I mean Bunny) Grover, is it okay if I talk to Shari here on your blog? It's me, Rhonda, Mary's friend. I can NOT believe I am sitting here at 12:47am ROFLMAO at this blog!!! I am truly falling off my chair laughing so hard *rhonda climbs back up* OOOOOhhhh, This is just so so so funny! The funniest thing I've seen in a LONG LONG time! OMG ~ and what makes it even funnier is that on the occasions I've stopped by your blog, I thought that Grover was the cat in the photo on your photo spot!! I never actually linked over here! I kept looking at him (the cat) because he looked so real, wondering how he could be made of felt!! LMAO!! I just now realized that he is your real cat and Grover is the blue Grover!!! *can't breathe* HOOOHOOHOOooo! I'm in love with Grover!! My belly hurts from laughing so hard!!
Rhonda!! LMAO! I'm so glad you came over here! Now you just need to start your OWN blog so I can come and visit you! :-)
I just read your comment out loud to Grover and he just said "honestly, the babes just flat out dig the G-meister. You can't stop me . . . you can only hope to contain me." He is sooooo full of himself!
My little Blogger picture is of my kitty Bonnabelle, and yes, Grover is a whole 'nother monster. He is NOT a cat. LMAO! :-)
ROFLMAO!
Grover.
Dude.
Update.
;)
No shit. Even my friend Heather asked me last night if you've blogged anything to new!
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