Friday, June 17, 2011

Quite a fungi, or, cold war redux

The only thing scullery maids squires have to fear is Zombie Warsaw Pact itself.

-- some guy























Punch-drunk arrived fully formed due to the latest continual hallucination of ever becoming un-unfinished & between the irresistible allure of surfing the electrons for strangely inspirational Russian paintings & coffee-less coffee talk, laundry load #2 nearly ended up a D&D fungal disaster. Witness how casually & expertly I deflect the blame from myself to the cruel, Stalinist exploiters of this proletarian flaw.

But the sweetly burning aroma of rosemary makes up for the near-horror of having temporarily misplaced my +1 skillet.

13 comments:

Tengrain said...

Graves, you swine!

You can always get breakfast at Famous Ray's. I hear that they have an eye-opener special!

Rgds,

Tengrain

thatgirl said...

at least it isn't my fault again. Wait. Never mind.

Randal Graves said...

tengrain, throw those radishes away, flowered eyeballs make a truly beautiful presentation.

thatgirl, stew in your guilt, Commissar Rasputina!

Karl Franz Ochstradt said...

I'd like to introduce you to my friend. Randal, this is Mike. Mike's the eldest son of Rupert and Gastonia Ollagee.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Myconid?

Sure, I remember that song. The Knack, right?
~

Mary Ellen/Nunly said...

Aren't all men fungi? That's what the nuns told me.

Laura said...

Dungeons & Dragons?
Really Randal?
Really?

And I find that almost all men are experts at shifting blame onto others. :)

((Hugs))
laura

Beach Bum said...

humanoid fungi

Bwhahahaha!!!!
I've got to remember that one.

As for laundry disasters, back in January a load of wet clothes was in the washer the day we left for the cruise. Seven days later it was a testament of evil evolution in action.

Randal Graves said...

karl of the österreich, there's gold in them thar hills.

if, damn new wavers and their love of magical shrooms.

nunly, I'm a very fungi if I do say so myself.

laura, yeah, really. I even watch Star Trek. But I prefer my cosplay to be Tolkienesque.

BB, ouch. Three hours has nothing on that. How many shells did you need to put the creature down?

S.W. Anderson said...

You're not fooling anyone, Randal. That's a Fukushima-grown cauliflower, and it's not supposed to be in this country. Put it in a cold skillet with some other veggies, toss in some stir-fry sauce and in minutes you'll have a "hot" dish you'll never forget, no stove required.

Tom Harper said...

Are you sure that sweetly burning aroma is rosemary?

susan said...

You know when your laundry climbs out of the washer and folds you that you likely waited too long.

It seems not unlikely Myconids will soon be the norm.

Randal Graves said...

SWA, no, I will not partake of illicit substances, sir.

tom, of course not, you just smelled a prof.

susan, in Russia, laundry fold you!

One drawback as a fungal creature, there goes sporting a bowler.