Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Technical matters

I'd planned to be blogging regularly from vacation, but dudes, the place I'm staying has a dial-up connection. At this very moment, I am blocking incoming calls to a relative's house. So...it's lame. I'm back down by my in-laws' part of Florida, where they have the "Save a Fish, Eat a Cooter" t-shirts, where there's a U-Kill-Em do-it-yourself pest control store, and where there is a furniture store called Badcock. I'm going to try to get a picture of it this time. "Badcock! No biscuit!"

Have been to a small beach at the Gulf of Mexico, not very spring-breaky. Although there were six college boys in board shorts playing football on the beach, one with a nice build and five scrawny guys. (One was a dead ringer for Screech of "Saved by the Bell.") Anyway, shirtless guys wrestling each other to the sand? Is it just me or is that vaguely homoerotic?

Sorry the word-verification thing is back. I turned it off to see if the internet's miscreants would leave me be, but the spambots leave more comments than my lovely readers, so you're back to having to type in things like frkjnqww.

Time for dinner. Toodles, dears!

8 comments:

DoctorMama said...

Ah! I'm glad you're just in Florida -- I was worried that I was wrong, and your cough WAS fatal.

Bored Housewife said...

Hope you're having fun!! And your cough is getting better...

Feral Mom said...

Can you get me one of those cooter shirts? I'll hit on you with my word verification, which looks like lezzie crossed with lyceum...perfect! lzcezc

Tertia said...

i need one of those cooter shirts.

Mona Buonanotte said...

Me too on the cooter shirt. Or a 'Badcock' shirt.

Orange said...

Doc and Lisa, I'm still coughing, but not as much as Ben, who has decided to also have an evening fever (as well as to throw up last night). JT, Mr. Tangerine picked up a 12-pack, so I'm properly caffeinated. Cooter girls, I'll see if they have those t-shirts anywhere. We haven't gone to that side of town yet on this trip.

Tonight, I ate fish for dinner. It wasn't very good. I should've saved that fish, shouldn't I?

Psycho Kitty said...

Eeeek, the land of my (and 8 million cockroaches) birth...
I will pray that you make it back alive from the land of the Cooters. Or wish very strongly, if you prefer.

Mignon said...

What's worse coughing and peeing your pants or dial-up?