Tuesday, June 12, 2007

a letter to crispin garland


Yeah Christian I am in the Canada (see above for the right and proper approach to enjoying the great outdoors) where the moose roam around the landing at two in the morning without putting the light on. Anyways around there are bears and chip monks and all kinds of big things from here and about. Here is a picture of me near a huge canadian puddle which they call a lake. There are tonnes of dudes up here and lots of silly all the while. The sun has got his hat on!

10 comments:

Mark Osberg said...

There's a little squashed fairy next to you.

Mick said...

you are quite not right there. The wee yin is alive and caught in the head lights there... he is my personal mosquito and I take the fella everywhere

Monkeyfeather said...

*sigh* the motherland...

Ale said...

ah you look gorgeous indeed.

pBn said...

I was going to ask about the mozzie's. Give me winter anytime;0)

Christian said...

Ahoy there! So nice of you to write to me .You should strap on a board and become a dude but not skis ,I saw a bloke kick himself in the back of the head on skis.Well hope you are haveing a ball there and its not too isolated ,still Im sure its more exciteing than Kilkenny.

Abel said...

Jesus christ, Christian!!
There's nothing more exciting than Kilkenny!!
Looking goooooooooooood!!

Mick said...

ya ya maybe it isn't christian and maybe it is but you were always so boring anyway I fail to see what difference it would make to you. i would go on but frankly the thought of you has put my leg to sleep and i am falling off my chaiiiiiiiiiiii

baz reynolds said...

a pome for mick:

too ra loora loora
too ra loora lay
sticky buns should be at room temperature,fish fingers are not actually,and a lovely buncha coconuts aint what they used to be,aint what they used to be.
thank you thank you

hello :)

Roxanne Burchartz said...

I dunno what to say....but I guess I said enough....

:)