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Fortunate Son. . .

>> Monday, June 30, 2008 – burnt toast, farish street, madness, Nils, trumpet records

Well, Nils is gone and my liver is ecstatic.

I'll get to the weekend hijinks later. For now, a fortune. . .

"Adventure can be a real happiness."

Indeed.

Again I Do The Math. . .

>> Thursday, May 1, 2008 – burnt toast, fabrice differdange, ferrel fest, madness, Nils, party girls

Fabrice is going to have 350 pounds of crawfish (cooked by Nils and I), 6 kegs of beer, live music, including me (possibly) after the 20th beer, 250+ people in a fine upper crust gated community in northern Houston. Only one thing missing: the cops.

I won't be posting again till I have my feet on the ground in Houston and I'll do my best to highlight some of the. . .well, highlights.

Until then. . .here is the 47th draft of the still unfinished party banner:

There Are No Words. . .

>> Wednesday, March 19, 2008 – flim plainler, frundler blinklighter, madness, magnulf grislubsen, moles rimslider, photo, scram delicious

that can describe the following scene with confidence.

On second thought, one word comes to mind: madness!!

From right to left: Scram Delicious, Frundler Blinklighter, Magnulf Grislubsen, Moles Rimslider and the as of yet to make an appearance at Burning Toast, Flim Plainler.

Where's Nils?

>> Saturday, February 9, 2008 – burnt toast, madness, Nils, road trips

Dear Citizens of the world. . .

Mississinniggii in Action. . .

Last seen here:

Also seen here:

Anyone with information on Nils whereabouts should not contact your local law enforcement agency, just call 1-800-VANILLA or contact Angela from Minnesota at T's Lounge. God she smelled good.