Saturday, May 19, 2007

Couldn't decide where to take my vacation

Couldn't decide where to take my vacation. Finally it hit me. The tourism industry has to have taken a big hit recently in Iraq, so why not try to give them a boost? Big mistake. No theme parks, no golf courses, no spas. And the heat. Okay, it was a dry heat, but still. And I like the beach as much as the next guy, but a million square miles of sand and the only glimpse of the ocean crawling with oil rigs? It was even worse than three years ago when I vacationed in Afghanistan. Anyway, the good news is that there's a wireless network here at the Baghdad airport, so I managed to get out the query below while waiiting for my flight. I'll be on planes a lot tomorrow, but soon the blogworld will be totally back to normal. Or have I missed something?

EE

16 comments:

foggidawn said...

"Or have I missed something?"

Very funny, EE.

(*sob*)

Don't you go anywhere. Promise?

phoenix said...

So dodging land mines and running checkpoints just isn't as much fun as it used to be, huh? Maybe a nice island adventure next time. I hear the Sri Lanka tourism board is offering some enticing packages ...

And I suppose the headlines in Baghdad (maybe even as far away as Minnesota) are carrying the blogworld news: Miss Snark is retiring. See what happens when you go away for a few days?

Or was your vacation coinciding with her announcement really coincidence? With her gone, that means less competition for next year's Editors & Preditors blog awards, doesn't it? Perhaps you spent the last week "encouraging" your competition to leave blogland. So who's next, EE? Kristin? Jessica? Are minions like Bernita and Writtenwyrdd safe?

Got the number for that Frank Malone fellow? I have a few questions of my own for him.

ME said...

Not to worry, EE. All week long we've had these words of wisdom, straight from the horse's mouth, to carry us through.

"Hah! Most people . . . " EE stopped to scan another chapter. " . . . want Paris jailed, Lohan showing snatch, Britney naked. Not sheep farmers becoming pope or self-discovery during the enlightenment. They want sweaty musclemen dying senseless, bloody deaths with swords. They want violence and profanity."

"I heard about the 'tip' you were given, and let me say, it wasn't me. I didn't seduce then murder the supermodel whose family hired you." He shook his head as though trying to save me the pleasure of looking at it. "That wasn't a witness who called you -- just some writer I rejected."

“I don’t know who I am anymore!”

"I need an agent with a sense of humor. One who'll appreciate my work. I need Miss Snark."

“My minions are running amuck and I can’t log onto my own blog, but yeah, I’ve got time to meet with you.” He had a voice that would have made me swoon if I weren't a hard-boiled guy.

You haven't missed much:a 3-headed dog bought Chrysler, the Bulls are roast beef and Britney got extentions. I hoped you remembered to get us souvenirs!

phoenix said...

EE:

Comments aren't enabled for the A TIME TO SAY GOOD-BYE Query.

(Musta called your flight right as you were posting it...)

Anonymous said...

Good Grief! God's Nightgown!Where are her salts?

Miss Snark is retiring!!!
Why do I think you already know?

Anonymous said...

Blogworld will never be the same as Miss Snark announces her retirement! Sadness wrapped in love for her snarkiness.

ello said...

The depressing news of the day would be that Miss Snark just retired. Please EE, don't leave us too!

Chumplet said...

You sure as hell missed something. Miss Snark retired. Don't you DARE follow suit!

I feel the ground giving way beneath my feet.

I hear Dubal is nice this time of year. They camoflage the oil rigs.

Evil Editor said...

Comments now allowed, no idea why they weren't to begin with.

Dave said...

I used to take my Mother, my Aunt, my brother's four kids and a dog on vacation. They did things while I sat under a tree reading a book and listening to good music. That's my idea of a vacation - shade, a book and an faithful dog.

McKoala said...

Don't even think about going anywhere!

BuffySquirrel said...

Was it a long waiit?

Robin S. said...

It's funny how a person comes to depend on someone, put simply, being there.

Even when the "there" is, when you get right down to it, "no-where" - nowhere tangible anyway, and the person is anonymous and tenuous, so that the "there" seems sometimes to be simply a slight of hand kind of trick. Except sometimes it isn't.

McKoala said...

Dear Evil One - now no comments allowed on the latest opening? Fed up with our inanities? Say it ain't so!

Evil Editor said...

Fixed. Apparently I now must allow comments? I thought that was the default. Perhaps it was and I accidentaly changed it.

Evil Editor said...

No, according to my settings, anyone can comment, and new posts have comments. Just another new blogger screw-up.