"What the f**!" Sqig demanded looking at the new sidebar. "What have you done Dweeze? What's this featuring "Sir Dweezil" with appearances by his "wingman" Squig? And what's with that picture! I look like a damn idiot in that picture. I don't like this one bit."
"Now, now, Sqigs, let's all calm down here. When you hear my rationale, I'm sure you're going to like the sidebar." Dweezil said, putting a conciliatory paw around Squig.
"I'm waiting," Squig replied laying his ears back.
"There can be only one featuring credit and since I was here first, that gets to be me. Now I know in the past I've referred to you as my boon companion, but I'm trying to introduce a fun, edgy element into the site, while still keeping the overall classy and refined feel. And since wingman is such a popular term these days, I decided to use it."
"Soo", Sqig responded, throwing off the conciliatory paw, "let me get this straight. You get to be the featuring element with the great picture while I get to be the edgy, fun element with the stupid picture. Want to know what I think about that?" Here's what I think about that...
Smack, whack, smack.
"Oh why," bemoaned Dweezil, in a totally ill used and put upon tone of voice, "is violence always the first response of the ignorant?"
"Why stop at Sir Dweezil? " Sqig hissed, "Why not King Dweezil? Maybe Maia can photoshop a tiara on top of your head.Or better yet, I understand there's going to be a vacany in the Vatican. Why don't you apply and then you could be Pope Dweezil. Pope Dweezil, the...."
"Pope Dweezil, the what?" Dweezil asked innocently.
"Give me time. I'm trying to think of a big word that describes you."
Dweezil sat down and curled his tail around his legs. Yawning a huge yawn that showed all of his teeth to their best advantage, thought to himself. "If I'd known I was going to be hanging around here all afternoon waiting for him to think of a big word to describe me, I would have brought a few mice with which to amuse myself while waiting."
TO BE CONTINUED ....
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Dweezil, carefully took off his artist's smock, sat down, and folding his paws, looked over at the new side bar. "That is so much better," he thought to himself with a smug sence of self satisfaction. Now this blog reflects the way things truely are. I can hardly wait to get started.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Don't faint, but I'm sorta, kinda back. More or less. Well I'll be back if everyone stays healthy. Crossing fingers, toes and eyes.We here in the East get winter and here's what it looks like:
Now it is Super Bowl Sunday and the Ravens are playing and they are playing the 49ers, sooo.... Let the best team win. Hopefully, I'll be back with some more pictures before summer.