Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Keeping up appearances

Right.  Now that we've made the first tentative step from over the Cusp and back into Blogworld, we'd better keep the momentum up so that we don't stall again. 
Let's get on with it then, shall we?
OK, OK! Don't rush me!
* sigh *

I suppose I should let you know some of what's kept us away before we dive headlong back into this blogging lark, having at it as if we've never been away?

Firstly, I think the horror of winning The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts again may have had something to do with it.
Then there was my separation from SP back in September, followed immediately by insinuating ourselves into Inexcuseable's (and her husband's) modest castle. Castlette? Pied-à-Castle?
Recently, we've been contending with the imminent expulsion of Indescribable's demonspawn from her foetid womb, and SP's departure from this mortal realm for somewhere more... satisfying, I hope.

Oh, and then there's the more mundane (and sometimes, more horrifying) reasons:
  • Commuting 2.5 hours a day to & from the Host's place of employment.
  • Contending with six months of shitting winter!
  • Reading.
  • Genetically engineering more aerodynamic flying monkeys.
  • Contributing to (and getting lost in) Memory Beta.
  • Tolerating Inexcuseable's three cats.
  • Squeezing in televisual treats such as Criminal Minds, The Middle, Modern Family, Grimm, Futurama, Alphas, Harry Hill's You've Been Framed, Being Human, In The Flesh and even Glee!
  • Avoiding buckets of water and falling farmhouses.
Anyway (Piggy's favourite word), enough of me reeling off excuses perfectly cromulent reasons for not blogging, as I know some of you saw mention of The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts and will be beside yourselves in anticipation of the compo. Fear not, I shall be hosting it very soon as I want rid of the despicable things!

Now, be off with you as I have things to attend to.


  1. The FGES.... we have a deal don't we? Otherwise I'll just have to contrive yet another demonic plan to get my mitts on them again :-)

  2. Ah, yes. The deal.

    * rummages around for the contract *

  3. I would like to volunteer to be a Beta Test Site for the Flying Monkeys. My ceiling fans need dusting.

  4. I gave birth... no wait... Expelled six flying monkeys from my foetid sewing womb in your absence... does that count?

  5. i am a flying monkey and that's all i have to say about that1 i know this because it says so on your sidebar, sugar! *bigolecheesygrin* xoxoxoox

  6. I demand a meeting of The Coven!

    Beast has not been holding up his end of the deal.

  7. I am responsible for holding Mr Beastie's end up. Sad, but true.

  8. Are you part of a pantomime horse, Miss Scarlet?

  9. Sometimes it feels that way... don't know why I get the arse end as Mr Beastie's is definitely bigger and more impressive.

  10. But Miss Scarlet... At least you could nibble on a banana should you become a little peckish mid performance....

  11. Ha Ha!! Full access to Mr Beastie's veritable fruit bowl!

  12. LX: You may regret it. While your ceiling will be dust-free, your floor will be splattered with monkey poo. They haven't quite got the hang of litter trays yet.

    Princess: Six?! I should say it does count!

    Savvy: I hope you know how to use a litter tray?

    MJ: Yes. Where is he?

    Miss Scarlet: Then you may find yourself inducted into the Coven. Don't say I didn't warn you!

    The Miss Scarlets, MJ & Princess: This conversation is getting a little too fruity for my liking.