I Survived

I didn’t post anything Monday. I didn’t die. Amazing.

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12 Responses to I Survived

  1. JadedJu says:

    How can we be sure? Evidence is required.

  2. dragonleg says:

    I sent flowers. Send them back.

  3. did anyone do the pinching thing yet? and testing of the reflexes?

  4. Melissa says:

    I bet Ric was hopin’ you’d kicked the bucket, so he could take over your blog. 😉

  5. Ric The Schmuck says:

    No, Solonor cannot die, for many, many reasons…
    1st off, I can’t sing the high part in Day Tripper. (actually, there is a better example, but I can’t remember it, dammit.)
    2nd, I need him to keep Mrs. Rasreth happy, because she scares me.
    3rd, Solonor is the sysop. I could not ever maintain such a site. I, unfortunately, am not geek enough. I will try to work on this (NOT!)
    4th, (related to #1) How will we ever “get the band back together” to go on tour, huh? Tell me that.
    That is all. Have a nice day. 🙂

  6. Scott says:

    [snicker] It’s easy, especially on weekends, to bypass a day or three…

  7. DiVERSiONZ says:

    TRACTOR JOUSTING SAVES!

    HEADLINES WITH ATTITUDES Tractor Jousting Settles All Scores– What the world needs is more conflict management like this. Mom mistakenly

  8. dragonleg says:

    Well, thank God, the voice of reason, A.K.A. Ric The Schmuck, spoke up…
    I want my flowers back!

  9. you know, Ric brings up some good points. but he forgot a few:

    1. should Solly die, i would then die without one to deliver my prepared well in advance eulogy, and for me to die in such a state would be an absolute travesty.

    2. we might have no one to pass our old gym socks on to. (shh! he thinks they’re factory rejects purchased at a discount due to a slightly lower thread count. we told him the smell was because they’re ‘pre-treated’ socks and haven’t yet been through the entire run of the perfume and dye department.)

    3. we wouldn’t have anyone to laugh with. to cry with. to learn to love…no one to teach us about the little things; to cherish the time we have, to stop and smell the roses, and to climb every mountain with, hand in hand and skipping.

    *sniffeth*
    Solly, you’ve always been there for me, buddy!
    *blows nose loudly*
    i’ll never repay you the pure joy you’ve given me.

    hey…come to think of it…should Sol die, then we could do the open bar thing at his funeral! YEAH!

    i’ll take a cape cod, slightly less cranberry if you don’t mind. fill er’ up. 😉

  10. Solonor says:

    Oh my. I’m touched in so many ways.

    Make of that what you will.

  11. Ric The Schmuck says:

    eeeewwwww

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