Geas

Just wanted to say I"m currently away on vacation in Maryland, so don"t be surprised if I show up only rarely in Geas, or don"t reply to mails before the 9th of October.

Only someone from Regensburg, Germany would even think to go on vacation in Maryland.

Have fun. Say hi to the crabs for me.

Hopefully you'll stay true to your word and not come to my house. I still cringe in terror whenever someone knocks on the door.

*hopes fervently that abh never visits Kansas*
*cringes in terror*

Good idea. Make a little roundtrip through the USA and visit all the players on the way.

Hehe... well considering he got married 15 minutes from my house it didn't take him long to figure out my address. So I have this new can of anti-wizard spray.



I'll be ready.

Lucky for me, there are only two more repellant places in the U.S. than Maryland: New Jersey, and Kentucky. And I'm in Kentucky!

No wiz visits for me!

Hey HSparks - ever go jousting? It's your state sport, y'know. To go along with that snappy, checkered flag.

Holy crap it is? No one ever tells me this stuff.


No I've never been jousting... that would be fun though. Hmmm... how did no one ever tell us this crap back in school? This is fundemental knowledge everyone must know...

Unless they told me and I just forgot it.

I've been to rural Kentucky and found it to be the warmest and most welcoming place I've ever visited. The leisurely pace of life and genuine hospitality was a drastic change from the uptight haste and impersonal coldness of my native Michigan. Granted, just about every structure was dilapidated and featured at least three Confederate flags hanging from various places, but where else can you eat fried catfish at a restaurant called "Pig's Diner" in a town actually named Pig? Or where else can you buy brass knuckles sold under the name of "paper weights" at a gift shop?

Here's a picture from my vacation in rural Kentucky. It was in the middle of Amish country in the southwest of the state that I came upon these two freshly-severed boars' heads, perched menacingly upon a farm's old wooden fence overlooking the road (on which I encountered a number of horse-drawn wagons).

Yep, nothing says warm and welcoming like animal heads on a post!

I live in Lexington, right in the middle of the state. It's the second most civilized outpost of humanity, after Louisville. Our fences feature very little decapitation of any sort.

Here's a quick lesson on how to sound like you're from Kentucky, and not sound like a tourist:

Never say:
Loo-EE-ville or Lewis-ville

Kentuckians all, and I mean ALL, say it:
Loo-UH-vull.


And just so Sparky knows I ain't lying: Jousting, Maryland State Sport

Heh, all I can remember about Kentucky is mud. Of course, it didn't help that I was in a semi illegaly while lost in some rinkydink town (you KNOW it's small if *I* call it rinkydink ) where the roads weren't big enough for semis to be legal on them, and we were hoping fervently that we could figure out where we were supposed to be going before some cop found us.

And you know...I don't even know what MY state sport is. I didn't even know there was such a thing as a state sport. I'm surprised there's not such a thing as state toilet paper.

For whatever reason your comments made me want to visit Kentucky. I mean, it can't be worse than the Apalachians in West Virginia, and I've been there.

Considering Maryland, well, the Beltway around DC in rush hour is sure fun, and the humidity gives one a caribbean feel - alas without the beaches, good food and pretty women.

Oh, and Sparky, you better be careful, or else I'll drop off a bag with dog-poo on your porch after all.

Careful of what? Poking you the wrong way? What way DO you like to be poked? I mean... I can poke you if you want...















Didn't think so... Anyways... This really isn't a carribean time. And I wish it would hurry up and rain. The pressure in the atmosphere needs to be released.

Hmm.. Abha goes to the U.S.? Is there anything worth bombing left there?

stilgar wrote:Hmm.. Abha goes to the U.S.? Is there anything worth bombing left there?

Huh? That doesn't even make sense.

It was a joke, and I don't think it was funny at all.

No, it didn't make sense and it wasn't funny because:

"Bush couldn't say there are massive nuclear weapons hidden in US, when US is his own country and OBVIOUSLY has massive destruction weapons..."

I say the only thing that needs to be bombed in US is Bush and his "rancho" in Texas. Or wait, bombing would be too fast.... Surely Naga has better ideas about a "sacred war against family Bush", for the sake of world's peace and mental sanity.

I think it may have been a reference to our recent bombless destruction in the Gulf Coast.

Q: Is there anything worth bombing left there?

A: Why bother! Let the hurricanes do the work for you.

Either way, it wasn't funny.

I agree.


For one thing, Brand is a paramedic/firefighter/guy who lives in Texas, so he's had his hands full. And to tell everyone the truth... the hurricane thing really isn't too funny. Just like no one laughed about the tidal wave.


But we should probably get off the subject since it kind of went offtrack from the main point of this thread. Which was, why Abharsair should give Sparky 500 dollars cash. Instead of a bag of dog poop on his porch.