Bluemerle

Seem to be going around.

Bluemerle's Lord and Master, AKA, "Mike" Is also getting the chance to hob-nob with illustrious personages up at CPAC, where he was invited to come in the guise of Eighteenth Century uber-patriot Patrick Henry and give some remarks.

He had "VIP" status at a dinner/reception last night, and was recognized and chatted up by John O'Neill and by several other folks who've caught the St. John's Church re-enactment of Henry's "Liberty or Death" speech. -

Then who should spot Mike as uber-patriot but the Obersturmfuehrer in the Digital Brownshirt Army, himself!
The hammer-slicing, town-crier-spotting Ace of Spades .

Woo and Yay to that! Glad you were both there to win one for the Gannon.

EXCLUSIVE !! MUST CREDIT CITIZEN-JOURNALIST BLUEMERLE!!!

Kenneth Wall of Axfood AB was kind enough to respond to my inquiry into the reliability of reports of a penis-like object found floating a bottle of swedish convenience-store ketchup by the hapless Ed family:

Hello!
The complaint have been done, but an analyze done by the Swedish police have
shown that it was a fungus (probably mould).
Kenneth Wall
Axfood AB

-----Ursprungligt meddelande-----
Från: Engberg, Marie
Skickat: den 17 februari 2005 11:58
Till: Wall, Kenneth; Bygdeson, Pär
Ämne: VB:

BRING ME MY TOMATO-AND-MUSHROOM PIE!! YUMMY!!

Yipes: check out this story (linked above): UPDATE!

Victoria Ed and her unfortunate find

pictured here:

Stockholm - A Swedish woman said on Sunday that she had found a penis in a bottle of ketchup.

Viktoria Ed said she was lucky enough to discover the organ before putting the sauce on her bread rolls, unlike her husband Stefan and their children, Madeleine and Simon.

"It looked like a penis, of an adult if it's human, and medium sized," she said.

"It's disgusting. The top of the bottle was intact, as if it had just left the factory. We would like to know how this thing ended up in a ketchup bottle."

The Godegaarden brand ketchup was made in Turkey and distributed in Sweden by the company Axfood [Ed note: Heh. ] The shop where the ketchup was bought on Friday has thrown out the rest of its stock.

"I will never buy this brand again, it's finished," vowed Ed.

Police have taken the object for analysis. - Sapa-AFP

Well I tried for pictures

Apparently Godegården is a private label made for swedish quickie marts. No glossy internet images of axfood ketchup brands.
Strange this story comes out the South African Press (Sapa-AFP), I can't locate any local story in Swedish news. They are notorious for repreinting urban legends.

There are plenty of Ed's in the Swedish white pages, but none in Stockholm proper... weird. I'll keep an eye for updates.

Meanwhile NO Turkish ketchup for me. Hatten are Din, and that's not all, it seems.

Today I am lumping around in my spiffy new hinged knee-brace. I look like a transformer.
The good news is, my knee is not the semi-dissolved swiss cheese I was led to believe it might be...

Guess I can cross off worrying about a knee-replacement for a year or two. :)

Can't blog today - I'm too broken up about Jeff Gannon. Words of comfort here.

*As the time from posting mail to its eventual delivery grows longer, the probability of a delivery
involving Nazis or Hitler approaches one.


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Heunda Bleunda indeed!

Stabbings, riots, and turmoil greeted the midnight grand opening of IKEA Edmonton,
where an estimated 7000 persons gathered for the prospect of steep bargains on assemble-yourself crap furniture.


This is London reports:

Security guard Gerard Visagie said "I have never felt so threatened. It was madness. A guard next to me was punched by a customer. He had his jaw dislocated. People were punching and kicking me and screaming. We were under siege.'

Paramedics said they had feared a disaster. An ambulance service source said. "I thought it could be another Hillsborough. It's a miracle no one was killed."

Of course, it's all Bush's fault.

You've met grousing Matilda - Michele Catalano's hand-held girlfriend..

Meet Ian Gil's "my-pod". I don't have enough B3tan bravery to hack a penis onto my own pod, but links to customization software are there for the adventurous

Vintage Goofy Swedes Disco Party!!

klicka har

or Finnish (please.) I like the guy out in front the best, but Freddy from Scooby Doo is awful cute.

Update: - Broken Link now working again

Maunday, Tuesday -- Thursday -- Wednesday -- Friday -- Sunday -- Saturday... Andiamo!

Andiamo!

Bill INDC had me from his first moonbat expose, and quickly became a daily read and has remained so throughout his amazing first year;

He inspired me to test a toe in the blogging waters and gave me my first link - a photoshop he also inspired. Here's a big virtual smooch on your dew-dappled strawberry lips, Blogfather!

Ok, so I"ll admit the fluff meter took a dive from "collie-in-zero-G" to somewhere near "Ren Hoek."

This one is representative of it's sickly breed.

If it's not one thing, it's two. Or three, or four.
I have a zombie roar left in me though.
I'm feeling better. I feel Happppeeeee!!

After watching my posts trail off like the dregs of an insipid corn-syrup onto warmed over pancakes, (turns out this was due to illness involving a lack of blood) I took the explosion of my PC and burnout of my monitor as a sign to back off blogging awhile.

My new Imac G5 from xmas, along with the Intuos tablet and midi keyboard that came with it, are all still unopened, languishing in a far corner of the living room, proof of my general listless apathy of recent days.

But hey, that fluff meter is inching up most every day.

My return to health campaign has been slightly ruined by an ice storm - I slipped and blew out a knee on Sunday. I'm ready to cut it off and get one of those springy paddle foot contraptions, I just want to get moving. I want to dance around and jump two steps at a time again.

But I have some time now to try out my patched up PC, may crack open the mac this weekend.