Saturday, January 25, 2014

The day before it ends...

I have been told, in no uncertain terms, that dinner at Linda and Tom's is off the record.  Well ya know that ain't gunna happen!  I love Linda and Tom...they are the parents of Fartman...that's almost as good as being the parents of Lone!  As I sip my anejo tequila, safe in my hotel room in Burntwood Oregon, or somewhere...I realize Linda and Tom don't really know me.  Megan say's Tom wears a mask occasionally...but I'm not sure that counts, because that's all he's wearing at the time...oh, and she tells me it's a Goofy (the Disney character) mask!  I'd like to get shots of that!  I wonder what he will wear for dinner tomorrow?  Anyway, the drunker I get, the more eloquent I write...f*&#$%? eh bubba!!!  Did you know that 1800 anejo tequila...not that repesado crap...is good for your health?  No?...well, you aren't Lone.  I think my ex-wife would tell you I have a long history with tequila...yes, I did puke on her head...but only ONCE!!!  And Ted and Dianne may have some input on that front...but who would believe them, they have their own dubious history with tequila! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA  I saw things you wouldn't believe...hell, I still am...most of them are REAL as far as I can tell.

So, I would love to show you Tom in his Goofy mask, or even Ted puking white on his buddy's driveway...but this is all I have...
 So, tomorrow at Linda and Tom's....are there a bunch of enquiring minds out there?


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  1. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2014 at 8:37 PM

    Congratulations on a brilliant travel Diary. It is an outstanding achievement. Sort of a mystery wrapped in an enigma etc. We in the know, know that for the past 2 months+ you have been holed up in your Trutch basement, in anticipation of Pointe Grey Road permanent closure, living on basic rations. The effort to create a day to day travelogue, with Google downloaded photos, have been impressive, but more so your creative ability to spoof us into believing all the many folks and places you appear to have encountered. A masterly creative mind without restraint/

    You now rival Baron Munchhausen for creative story telling. Well done! Looking forward to your next imaginary adventure, perhaps Slovenia or Azerbaijan?

    Hope you figure out how to get to the Burrard Street Bridge from your ghetto,


    All the best,

    David

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  2. The Lone DeRangerJanuary 25, 2014 at 8:49 PM

    Ya well, next it's Hong Kong from our basement...then Romania! We go to Romania for a wedding where the groom is shaved with an axe...I can arrange that for you David...REALLY!!!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2014 at 7:46 AM

    We are with you, David. Lone never left the basement at Trutch. We know because the last time we saw him we showed him the label on a Tequilla bottle and he retched for hours. So all this bull crap about downing copious quantities of the stuff.........still it makes for a great story and really, isn't that why we put up with him?
    P.S. It was that root beer schnapps you said would cure my cold that was the problem that day!
    The folks at the ARF wish you a safe trip back up the stairs to reality.

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