No, I haven't been banned by Fred Dooley. Almost everyone else has, but I haven't. Not yet anyway.
But I have been banned by the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. They must be scared of me or something. I don't know why...
And the funny thing is, the only time I can ever remember leaving a comment anywhere on any of their sites, was on a dare from Elliot Stearns.
Showing posts with label Elliot Stearns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elliot Stearns. Show all posts
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Elliot Stearns Just Wants To See His Name In Print
Elliot Stearns, Libertarian blogger, has offered a proposal in which if bloggers would do a post on him, he would return the favor.
As that I find this Prince of Puns to be a thought-provoking writer, and that I could always use the publicity, I figured I'd make this pact with the wheeled devil, and agreed to his offer. Twice.
I know that he will make out like a bandit if enough people take him up on the offer, but I've always had a soft spot in my heart for the handicapped. And Elliot has more handicaps than a lousy golfer.
Anyway, even though Elliot does have some good qualities about him, there are some serious flaws as well. I've explained a little bit over here, but the flaw pertinent to any Whallah! reader is a major one.
You see, gentle reader, despite being a Libertarian, finding himself in need of a wheelchair and an inexplicable fascination with guns, these all pale to Elliot's most troubling issue. He has, God only knows why, a very serious man-crush on James T. Harris.
Why a Libertarian would like someone that things it's OK to own his daughter is beyond me. I guess there is no accounting for taste with some people. To me, it would be like PETA member that likes KFC.
Either way, he asked for it, he got it.
As that I find this Prince of Puns to be a thought-provoking writer, and that I could always use the publicity, I figured I'd make this pact with the wheeled devil, and agreed to his offer. Twice.
I know that he will make out like a bandit if enough people take him up on the offer, but I've always had a soft spot in my heart for the handicapped. And Elliot has more handicaps than a lousy golfer.
Anyway, even though Elliot does have some good qualities about him, there are some serious flaws as well. I've explained a little bit over here, but the flaw pertinent to any Whallah! reader is a major one.
You see, gentle reader, despite being a Libertarian, finding himself in need of a wheelchair and an inexplicable fascination with guns, these all pale to Elliot's most troubling issue. He has, God only knows why, a very serious man-crush on James T. Harris.
Why a Libertarian would like someone that things it's OK to own his daughter is beyond me. I guess there is no accounting for taste with some people. To me, it would be like PETA member that likes KFC.
Either way, he asked for it, he got it.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Damn Chain Letters
That dang Elliot Stearns gave me this stupid blogging version of a chain letter. I hate these things, and thought of ignoring it, but I like Elliot, despite all his faults, so will play along, to a degree.
The goofy thing reads:
So here goes:
1) My life is much too grand for six words, but I will go with:
Although, lately, I would also use:
I also thought of using:
2) I did, and the pictures are in the link in #1
3) Meet my "friend", Elliot, who cursed me with this thing.
4) Heh, I already stated that I thoroughly dislike these things, and will not foist it upon anyone. Not even the squawkers (although that would be funny). On second thought, I will do it to Charlie, Patrick, James T., Kevin and Jessica.
5) Let's see if they'll play, eh?
UPDATE: Fischer has deleted his tag, the big chicken. And it was his big chance to get his fourth and fifth reader. PaddyMac has me blocked. Charlie is out of town. James T. is having a family situation, so he gets a pass for now. And no one has seen or heard from Jessica.
The goofy thing reads:
1. Write your own six word memoir.
2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you want.
3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.
4. Tag at least five more blogs with links.
5. Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.
So here goes:
1) My life is much too grand for six words, but I will go with:
Information is abundant, knowledge is scarce.
Although, lately, I would also use:
What the hell went happened now?
I also thought of using:
I'm gonna get you, Elliot Stearns.
2) I did, and the pictures are in the link in #1
3) Meet my "friend", Elliot, who cursed me with this thing.
4) Heh, I already stated that I thoroughly dislike these things, and will not foist it upon anyone. Not even the squawkers (although that would be funny). On second thought, I will do it to Charlie, Patrick, James T., Kevin and Jessica.
5) Let's see if they'll play, eh?
UPDATE: Fischer has deleted his tag, the big chicken. And it was his big chance to get his fourth and fifth reader. PaddyMac has me blocked. Charlie is out of town. James T. is having a family situation, so he gets a pass for now. And no one has seen or heard from Jessica.
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