Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup
It started innocently enough.
[psylog] But you are the loverlord
[psylog] Oops. I mean overlord
Then it got worse.
[@tezcat] you could replace the entire Ach front page for the day, with a giant drawing of you. Scowling.
* tezcat suggests radical ideas
[@tezcat] The Loverlord Is Displeased.
And now -
In my misspent childhood, I used to read Lucky Luke, the cowboy who could draw faster than his own shadow. In one comic, Lucky Luke and Jolly Jumper (his horse, of course of course) accompany a stagecoach. Unfortunately every single meal served by the stagecoach consists of two things. Bacon and beans. Beans and bacon. Bacon and beans ice cream. Bacon and beans flavoured pancake. The works. Bacon and beans. All day, every day.
Needless to state, that shit gets a bit old. And don’t even talk about the flatulence.
By the time I write this, the bride would have duly walked down the aisle and all that. Actually, I just got an IM from a person so I may have jumped the gun a wee bit, but no matter. Either that or the person attending is typing away at IM furiously while seated at the reception (Possible, but unlikely).
Muchos congratulations to K and R and best wishes. I’m terribly sorry I couldn’t make it, though.
Quite apart from the obvious reasons for the wedding being noteworthy, it is possibly the first blog related (or should that be blog inspired?) wedding in SL. I am a mere degree of separation away from geek history being made in SL. Not often that happens.
And I’m stuck in freezing fogland. Gah.
