Alien Abduction Act XIII --Charging to Lake Lucille!

Yes folks, it's time for yet another installment of my completely true story of my very recent alien abduction! Whilst I was a lightning-charged, undead, brain-eating, sledge-hammer wielding zombie, of course.

Confused yet? Don't worry, it happens to me all the time.

Here's something to help you ketchup:

Prelude

Act I

Act II

Act III

Act IV

Act V

Act VI

Act VII

Act VIII

Act IX -preview

Act IX

Act X

Act XI

Act XII

And I'll even give you a quickie text recap: I cut my neck whilst shaving in the pool with a meat cleaver. Wifey-Poo gave me a burial at sea (pool) with my sledgehammer and duct tape. Lightning storm re-animated me. Charged me and sledgehammer with lightning. Whilst I was on the roof, I bonged the pyramid (we really have one on the roof) with the charged sledgehammer which then transported me to the A.S.S. (alien space ship) with the rego number of C4P-PFP2012. Upon my arrival the aliens activated a type of illusory hologram so that I appeared to be in a cave complex and yet I retained my actual appearance!

Just scroll back up and open the links to see real photographic evidence of all these happenings, no worries.

When I last posted, I had just stumbled upon this sign:




Ahhhh, perhaps a nice retreat to a clean, beautiful, serene, sub-arctic lake would be nice... Perhaps it's springtime and there's a few other lakes around with a bit of rotten ice still around. Ahhhhhhhhhh...




Ahhhhh, bliss. Enough to melt anyone's heart...
Ahhhhhh, day-dreaming of Lake Lucille


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Obviously an alien creature that large and powerful must have a HUGE brain! And since I was still a brain-eating zombie at this point, I decided there was only ONE (1) (won) thing to DO!






















































Would you like to know what I did?











*dee-dee-deet-dee-dee-deet-dit-deety-dee-dee*




CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!

How to be funny...

...looking!

Ha, ha! No, I joke. Although I have been told that I'm funny looking, this post is not about how to look like me --d*mn*d good thing too!

No, this post is about how to be a world famous, independently wealthy, adored by millions of young bikini-clad bimbos, humour righter! Just like Yours Truly --don't swoon ladies, I'm human.

There's several ways you can make your blog funnier:

1) Don't make lists! Cus I hate them!

Try making up a fictional story from your childhood! Now, all of mine are completely true, of course.

Lie. Except when you aren't.

Poke fun at yourself. After all, everyone loves to laugh AT you instead of WITH you.

Intenshunully missspel werdz! Phonetics kan be phun!

Throuw grammer zpellin an punchooashun write outta da winder

Don't swear goddammit. Cussing isn't funy you dumm shit.

take and post pitchers of youselv doin stupid or funny things --this one is a favourite of mine!

Use sillie captions on pictures. Especially critter pitchers since we all luv to anthropomorphosise critters --Ummmmm, that does mean to be amorous with critters, doesn't it?

Make up knew werds! See whose smart enuff to figure em owt.

Don't use puns! Cuz they ain't punny 'cept to the punster. Besides, you'd faile as I iz way much beter at it then you.

2day you git some eggzampels of phuny pitcher capshuningness!



Ohhhh, ai shouldn't haz had da third pitcher uf catnip margaritas...




Arrrrr! Look lively ya bilge rats! And keep a weather eye out for the never-empty bag of sunflower seeds, arrrrrrr mateys!




Oh Cr*p! Momma always warned me not to look down!




In a victory for evolution, certain subspecies of Australian Honey Bees have developed an immunity to the deadly, paralyzing, toxic sting of the dangerous, lethal and venomous Australian Tree Anemone.

Alien Abduction Act XII --At last we meet them!

And just when you thought it was safe to go back into outer space! Bwuhahahhahahhahah!

Yes, it's time for another installment in the completely, 100% true story of my alien abduction. Don't you remember? This was after I died after cutting myself shaving with a meat cleaver in the pool and was then brought back to an undead, brain-craving, zombie state from a lightning strike and then was transported up to the A.S.S. (Alien Space Ship) cus I struck the pyramid on top of my roof with my lightning-charged sledgehammer and was then transformed into an undead, brain-eating, hulking beast with a club roaming the cave-like corridors of the A.S.S. that had the rego number of C4P-PFP2012.

Does that ring any bells?

Perhaps this handy list of links will refresh your mammaries --oops, memories!

Prelude

Act I

Act II

Act III

Act IV

Act V

Act VI

Act VII

Act VIII

Act IX -preview

Act IX

Act X

Act XI

Everyone caught up now? No? Seriously, if you haven't read those posts about this entirely true episode in my life then when you read Act XII you'll be even more confused than you are now.

So just, at least, go back and skim them posts, eh? I'll wait, no worries.

Aaaaaaannnnnd for those of you who didn't read those posts, how's abouts a quickie photo recap...



Here's me dead in the pool



Then I come back to life in my zombie, lightning-charged state:



Contacting the A.S.S.



Here I am blasting into orbit



A Chinese spy satellite caught this pic from afar



See, it really is the name of their ship!



I got a good look at the rego number:C4P-PFP2012!



And here I am on board the alien ship!

This was, of course, after they had activated some sort of holographic illusion thingy to make me think I was underground! For some reason they kept my body just as it normally is...



Ok! Is everyone "up to speed" with the story so far? I'm an undead, brain-eating, HUGE zombie on board the A.S.S. (rego # C4P-PFP2012) and I'm just about to step out of the holographic cave and into a holographic cave corridor in an attempt to somehow find my way back to South Oz, become NOT undead anymore, and hopefully eat a few alien brains along the way!

Whew! I need to give my fingers a rest... They are SSSSSSSSS-MOKIN'!

Alien Abduction Act XII

It was at this point I decided to leave the "cave" I was in and try to find either the control room or the engine room! And I felt sure I was to meet up with some aliens along the way and eat their brains!

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Grrrrrrr! Where's the alien brains? I's feelin' HUNGRY! Feed me Seymour, feed me!



I raced down the corridor, hair flying in all directions!




As I rounded a corner...



... I skidded to a screeching halt in front of this signpost!




To say I was shocked would certainly be the understatement of the millennium!

AAAAAAAAAIIIIIII-EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!



I quite obviously realised that one way led to the control room, and the other led to the engine room. But which? And why the code and the weird lettering?

As I pondered which way to go, I heard a faint whirring of motors. Like the ones that control a hidden camera!

I. Was. Being. Watched!

But by whom?

And why?

And when was I gonna get to eat the alien brains?

And just WHAT is controlling this whole illusion that makes me see things that aren't there?

And why the cave system? Do they think I'm a mushroom and want to keep me in the dark and feed me b*llsh*t all day?

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Eeeeeeee, hee-hee-hee! I'll get you, my pretty. And your little bloggie too, also! Hee-hee-hee-heeeee!



Stay tuned folks, it just gets better and better!

Meet the new arrival to the household!

Yes, you read that right! There is a new arrival in the house. Her momma was born here too! Yup, that's us; critters fornicating and birthing right in the house.

And the best part is I don't have to feed it.

Nor walk it.

Nor listen to it yowl at 5 am demanding fish and then going out.

It's quiet.

Keeps the mossies out too.


Isn't it juuuuuust soooooo cute?

Unlike this ugly bugga...






And here's Sarah Palin glaring at Tawd!

Hey! Looks at MY boobs, not hers!

A Typical Morning Down Under...

...generally starts with me yawning a great big ole yawn!

*Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwnnnnnnn*




As I am now awake, it would please me if you would alert the media!



Gotta get some blood flowing by some early morning stretching!





Hmmmm, do I smell coffee?




Ah! It's a beer! Even better! GIMME!




Don't swoon ladies, I'm human!




Whew! That was exhausting. I think I'll take a nap for the day while thinking about food...

I am so disappointed...

... with y'all.

Perhaps I have inured you two my scents of intentional tiepoes? Or p'haps y'all are just too damned unobservant? Oh, wait! I know! You are going to take the high rode and say that you didn't want to point out my intentional stupidity during the time when MIL is heelin' up!

Yeah, that's it! You guys and gals are just so saintly that you didn't want to bring to my attention the MASSIVE BOO-BOO I made (semi-on purpose, but that's an long, articulated story) in the previous post as we nurse MIL back to health.

She's doing great, BTW. I've also showed her all of your comments. She loves em! And the bruising is going down nicely. No pics of it today, but expect some sometime soon when you least expect them. She also thanks each and every one of you and had me print out the comments so she can keep them in a folder.

What was the GLARING mistake I made? That once I discovered it after publishing the post --like 5 seconds after I published the post-- I decided to leave up and just see how SMART and OBSERVANT my many readers are?

Ok, I must say that you were probably distracted by my greatness (don't swoon ladies, I'm human) butt that's still no excuse!

Someone SHOULD have picked up on the *slight* discrepancy betwixt the post title and the label. Anyone?

Exhibit A

The post title; Radioactive Red



Exhibit B

The picture of the label;




Ummmm, shall I rest my case?

As I'm so totally quite sure that everyone has completely read every word so far in this post, I shall now leave you with an image.

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And in case the bedbugs bite: Use dynamite! *thank you Mister Dempsey*




And for those of you who don't have a dual 23" monitor setup at work (lucky you Ti, lucky you) here are some little, itsy, bitsy thumbnails you can click on to get the full effect (embiggen) of what might affect you as you sleep...







Stay tuned folks, thar's rapids ahead!

Oh, a free wallpaper to the first person who can guess what movie I was referencing with the Mister Dempsey, bedbugs, and dynamite throwaway line!

Radioactive Red

Have you ever stumbled upon something (hopefully not my cat otherwise you'd be missing a leg) and thought that it would make the greatest blog post title ever?

Radioactive Red

Yeah, awesome, ain't it?

Butt what does it pertain to? I'll tell you. See, down here in Oz and South Oz there are quite a few (a LOT) world class wineries. And world class graperies. And there are some really cool blends. Shiraz-Cabernet is a very popular one.

Check this out!




See, BIL not only works in the Paleo lab in the Bio dept, but also teaches and is getting his PHD from the Archaeology dept. Which means he gets to go to twice as many parties and functions! And bring back cool stuff like that bottle of wine!

Now, Aussies aren't the pretentious type so I think this description can be taken with a very large grain of salt...


I mean, c'mon! Any wine description that talks of menthol and tannins just CAN NOT be serious! At least I'd like to think so.

What's really neat is that I've been to the winery (and ridden past several time on a bike) where they got the Shiraz, and have actually been to the Coonawarra region where the Cab is sourced near Bordertown!

A mix of the Mclaren Vale and the Limestone Coast!



Didja notice that 14.5% alcohol part?