Whoa!

Whoa! What are hardcore week of hardcoreness! By 'week' I clearly mean 'day'. First I find out that my good buddy Pluto is no longer a planet - damn you dude, I trusted you man! -little heart breaking- Then I find that I've been not reevaluated on the scale but called all sorts of names here -bits of heart falling away- then I rock on back to my own blog to find entertaining but strange talking squatters -heart totally unaffected-.

Well, travellers. Whatever.
Given that my title is Not Going Nowhere, I'm not sure how travellers fit into the scheme of things IS THIS THE END OF THEIR TRAVELS? But then, since my reevaluation and Nails public outting of my misinformative title... I. Guess. They. Fit. Fine.

So, being quite the emotional/unemotional fellow, I haven't quite decide how I feel about these dudes. They do seem to have excellently and contagiously overactive imaginations, kinda reminds me of playing with M.A.S.K toys at school WHY CAN'T A MOTORBIKE TURN INTO A HELICOPTER and it is always a bit exciting to have blog guests.

So, um, Welcome Dudes of Good Imaginations! Let me show you around.
Up there, that's where I put the title. Pretty tricky hey!
Um, in that top right hand corner is my profile, I still haven't added a picture yet, it's a work in progress, this is still a very young blog.

To the right, over there are some archives, I keep all my old posts there, sometimes I like to take a trip down memory lane and re-read the days when I was 12% more hilarious.

I haven't quite got around to putting some links up. I tend to borrow Bevis' links, I realised the other day that if he has a statcounter or something, it probably looks like he has 1000,000,000 million visitors per day, but it's actually just me whiling the hours of my cushy government contract.

So, who are these dudes?

There seems to be one guy with a way cool but excessively long name, let's call him Russ. He seems to be the boss of the others and by far the most attractive, maybe, more accurately old fashionly handsome; like the Highlander or David Brent.

Then there seems to be Hooch (warning: dude may be a chick). Hooch seems to like good old fashioned foxy boxing and also towels. Hooch seems like a good dude/chick.

I think there are others, no one is really too sure, I haven't found a verbose translator yet so I haven't been entirely accurately understanding of all their sentences.

I think Nails is following them around to see what entertainment she can derive from suggesting they come visit. Well, young Nails, the answer is:

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Oh yeah, I've got some questions to answer from young Hooch there (as in Hoochymomma? - that would explain the bikini reference):

Blogging spark: Well, I'm glad you asked, I rarely get interviewed by anyone but myself and altough I do a way massively groovy and totally awesome job of it, I can usually predict the questions I ask myself. Anywho (who called who Verbose?) my spark comes from having spare time at work. It makes me think... Blogging gives me an opportunity to give and get attention while chillin' in my 70s brown cubicle. Also, I do like the blogging, people are heaps more honest and funness.

Um, Suggetios(tm)?
I don't get the reference so I went on internet resource Dictionary.com. It explains this word as:

"No entries were found in the dictionary. Would you like to search the Web for Suggetios?"

A web search found every single person that typed way too fast when asking for comments for their website.

Therefore, I would like to answer this question in a single word: Whoa!


Thirdly, where should you bunker next? But, but, you just got here. Okay bye.
Anywho, I've put a lot of thought into who would appreciate/understand/entertain you. Then I gave up, followed Nails' lead and would like to suggest Jobe purely for my own entertainment. It's really hard to say whether he'd really like to play.