Road Trip

Thanks for stopping by. Let's all go someplace else!




That redoubtable fondler of waterfowl, Eddie Bluelights, has seen fit to feature me over at his place. In between dressing up like Queen Elizabeth and fantasizing about having an assignation with Stanley Holloway, Eddie found the time to not only re-run my original interview with David McMahon, but also to add a few new questions of his own. In all instances, I have answered the queries - an apt choice of words, when discussing Eddie - to the best of my ability (which means they're all incoherent and useless.)

So, you should go there, NOW.

Eddie's Place

Really, there's nothing more here. Go there.

Eddie's Place

I'll be back, later on this week, with something new and spiffy and shiny and almost interesting (if you're easily amused.) For now, though, there's nothing to see here, folks. Go to Eddie's Place.

Soon, with more better stuff.

P.S. Eddie is actually a lovely gentleman, and I mistreat him with his full knowledge and consent. He does not abuse ducks, nor does he pretend to be Her Majesty, The Queen. I think he actually does fantasize about Stanley Holloway, but I have no proof. Therefore, let's give him the benefit of the doubt.