When regulars disappear
In case you missed it, Hmpstd asked this in a comment:
Speaking of which, yesterday came and went without a new Funtastic Thursday post from Owl Meat. What gives? ...
I explained that he needed a week off, but before I heard from him I was wondering why he hadn't posted any comments recently.
From my end it's very odd. I feel like I know you regulars, many of whom have been around since the beginning, and when you disappear I wonder. You could have pneumonia, or be moving, or have your feelings hurt by some other commenter. You could have broken up with the significant other you met on this blog. Or you could -- God forbid -- be hit by a car, and the rest of us would never know.
Comments
This title actually scared me. I was afraid to open it...
Posted by: Eve | October 3, 2008 8:44 AM
He's probably on vacation to an alternate universe. Likely one where he has a goatee.
Posted by: Lissa | October 3, 2008 9:47 AM
I think Owl is happily pursuing other things right now. I miss his wit, but I'm glad for him if he's happy.
Posted by: Joyce W. | October 3, 2008 10:09 AM
Very nice Star Trek reference Lissa. No goatee but I do wear a dagger and an awesome shiny gold uniform. Just a little burned out. And some bliss too, Bourbon Girl style.
Posted by: Owl Meat Goatee | October 3, 2008 12:31 PM
I love owl and always worry when he is not posting. But after many months I have come to understand that every once in a while he steps back to take inventory of all his various 'personalities'. That in and of itself requires at least a week. He will be back more entertaining than ever.
Posted by: Regina | October 3, 2008 12:52 PM
Qapla, OMG.
Posted by: Lissa | October 3, 2008 1:35 PM
EL wrote: "Or you could -- God forbid -- be hit by a car,"
you left out "and lying in a ditch somewhere"
at least that is what my mom always used to say when I disappeared... her worst fear was that I was in a ditch somewhere
OMG - you really shouldn't worry EL like that. Check in with her before you check out.
Posted by: LJ | October 3, 2008 7:22 PM
How are you going to miss me if I don't go away?
It was Spock who had the evil goatee. Nevertheless they cut a fine example of evil fabulousness:
http://www.homevideos.com/freezes-tv/Trek-MirrorMirror17.jpeg
Sadly, Bourbon Girl won't let me wear my golden sash with my gold vest in public.
I did see a dude who was bening a total d-bag at TapaBar dressed as a Civil War officer complete with sabre and had to make a joke about how long it was going to take to get those troops home. He was not amused. Seriously, if you are going to dress like a clown in public, you need a sense of humor.
Those ghostly Top Ten fingers are freaking me out.
Posted by: Owl Meat Gnostalgia | October 3, 2008 8:24 PM
OMG, one of the fun memories of college was invading a local BBQ joint after a boffing tournament (think low rent SCA with a sense of humour). One guy was in full Rennaissance slashed velvets and hose, another was wearing nothing but a loincloth, women in fake elf drag, I was in Viking drag (of course), a few in sweats and tabards made from old bedsheets.
"Prithee, my kind sir, but do you have naught for vegitarians?"
Posted by: Lissa | October 4, 2008 8:58 AM
I think boffing must have meant something different at your college, although I was never in a tournament.
Posted by: OMG | October 4, 2008 10:04 AM
Words can have multiple meanings.
In this case, boffing is low-rent SCA kind of stuff, with a sense of humour and without sweating authenticity, with weapons made from PVC piping, lots of tape and foam insulation.
Posted by: Lissa | October 4, 2008 2:26 PM
Competitive boffing....to think, I wasted my academic years drinking.
Posted by: Eve | October 4, 2008 9:08 PM
Eve, I have nothing to add. You said it, perfectly! :)
Posted by: Joyce W. | October 5, 2008 9:30 AM
Eve, to be sure, we drank, too. What would college be without a little drinking and boffing?
Posted by: Lissa | October 5, 2008 10:29 AM