Blah Blah Blah David Usher
A postcard arrived from the Regular Blogger today. He might be having a good time in Hawaii, and then again, he might not. It was hard to determine from the postcard since all that was written on it were the words "David Usher". Frankly, I was hoping for a terse description (the postcard being fairly restrictive of word count) of sordid (yet uplifting) encounters with YAMS* but I suppose that will have to wait until he is back in Vancouver and can be sure TMRS** is within hearing distance.
* Not the agricultural product.
** Don't ask. It's too frightening.
posted by The Rani @ 12:24 PM
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As predicted, the Regular Blogger will not be bringing back any ethnic vegetables. He has not managed to purchase any such things since he was in his 20s. He was, however, delighted to read that the postcard arrived to great annoyance. He is now going back to lie in the hammock, wearing his floor-length sarong and turtleneck, and dream pensively about yams that can never be.
I have it on good authority that the Regular Blogger clearly has no pull with local vegetables. He is as invisible and (his own words) repellent as Alison Moyet in a fat farm run by the blind.
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