13 Comments


  • That is great. I really enjoyed this entire post πŸ™‚

    August 30, 2004
  • I just heard something about bog snorkeling on NPR yesterday, possibly as part of the BBC News. Those wacky Welsh!

    August 30, 2004
  • Bog snorkeling. Championships. The mind reels.

    Chris

    August 30, 2004
  • Bog snorkling sounds like one of those regrettable metaphors for hot boy-boy sex.

    August 30, 2004
  • HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

    Good Lord, I hadn’t noticed that at all.

    Good eye, good ear, whatever it took. πŸ™‚

    August 30, 2004
  • *laughing*

    Yeah, this is why no one drinks from open containers in your house. I’m sure Billy will be deeply impressed with your insight into gay culture.

    August 30, 2004
  • Uh-huh. It was one of those sentences that you take in and then your cortex spits it back out a half-second later, like a canny trout with a $3 spinner.

    August 30, 2004
  • That Charles is the Prince of Wales begins to make a lot more sense, doesn’t it?

    August 30, 2004
  • Thank you. I’m still chuckling about it.

    August 30, 2004
  • Okay, you’re rife with the great metaphors today.

    Me, I never metaphor I didn’t like.

    kthxbye

    August 30, 2004
  • Yeah, I’m sick with similes. It’s like linguistic malaria: it comes and goes, accompanied by chills and fever.

    August 31, 2004
  • PS—Spoke to Bill; he was floored. He promises to post a technical description of Bog Snorkeling here soon. Not for the faint of heart, I’m thinking.

    August 31, 2004
  • Tell him he needn’t bother. Really, he needn’t.

    August 31, 2004

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