Blog Post # 3 Very Nice, Very Nice

Today is a exciting day! Though the winds are chilling, I am determined to find out new information about why I am here and who is after me. After a few games of Jenga with the sisters, I am convinced that there is more out there to be found, just as each piece of wood fits together to create a new figure, each piece of information will lead me closer and closer to the truth. TO THE BUSMOBILE!


1 minute and 42 seconds later

 Slightly Aghast Stranger: "Hey"

 Sketchy Dave : "Are you from Wisconsin?"

 Aghast Stranger: "Uh, no."

  Sketchy Dave: "Oh, good. So you are on my side then, no?"

42 minutes later

There is a terror about town, beastly really...wonderful and beastly... who is to know how much. As I was on my way to find new adventures, bumping merrily on my way, suddenly the bus screeched to a hault! Foul words rushed through the air! They were just carrying her away when I finally saw her, she was absolutely stunning! Her elegant industrial uniform perfectly accented her voluptuous booty, whilst her weave, just hanging on to her head swayed gently in the wind. Her name...Shaniqua. Never have I ever met such a creature in my life! I am much amazed by her charm and her ability to lift bus drivers. YES I MUST WIN HER FOR MINE OWN! I shall call her...Lady Sketch! And she shall be my lady. Yes bloggers, I now take a pause in my life's work to recover another most important journey in life. The journey of the heart. For you see bloggers, Sketchy people need love too. And Shaniqua will be mine. Do you hear that Bloggers? Yes, that. Tis the sound of wedding bells! For now...I think I'll go get some coffee.

The blind man next to the clinic

Good morning bloggers! Today I am braving this new world of yours and leaving the convent! The nice Sisters here in this place of worship have lead me to their place of underground intelligence, they call it, a clinic. The Sisters have told me that if I went there I may see their secret service captain who will give me a capsule that will turn me invisible. This plan is ingenious! Once I am free of this visage I will be able to walk freely amongst your people when ever I like! It's genius GENIUS! MUHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! Any whozzle...as I made my way to this underground intelligence center other wise known as...the clinic for the underprivileged.... I came across a peculiar specimen who smelled of Urine and well...piss. He kept muttering something strange like "I have already. the truth with all its power lies inside me." So I turned to the man and said ever so politely, "Do try to take a shower old chap, it really is quite worth while." That's when it came to me...'he has already, the truth with all it's power inside him'...HOLY ST. FRANCIS! The smelly one knows! So they must CERTAINLY be following me...certainly. I eyed the man uncertainly."You wouldn't happen to be a former citizen of Wisconsin would you?" I asked the man. He eyed me back...stinkily...."Why yes I was...back in Kansas City during the war of 1812 some where over the Rainbow by a little twist of fate my daughter was there." This had to be a load of mushuguna I thought..."Well that settles that then" I said in a chipper manner. I strolled on my marry way..when suddenly he spoke. "You know, Everybody Hurts...Sometimes..." I turned to him in shock. "Cosi Fan Tutte!" he said. Well by this time I had, had quite enough. He knew something and It's time I found out just what that was, so Instead of entering the underground intelligence agency I decided to head strait back to my little room at the convent...room 112 to be exact. I had some pondering to do. The game is a foot my dear bloggers! Until next time.....(plays ridiculously catchy theme music)

August 23rd 2011

Dear Blogger's,
The day started with my awakening. Obviously. I awoke to a smell near and dear to my heart, the smell of moldy cheese. Ah moldy cheese, some how there is nothing quite like it. You see, I am am a visitor here in Castle apartments, and have journeyed to your noble yet austere city, in order to get away form the bustle and tussle of the quick moving kingdom known as Wisconsin, of which I am Earl. You see, there are people following me...very surreptitiously. I have neither the rhyme nor the reason of their intentions, but as of now it is imperative that none of you bloggers out there reveal my immediate location. I already feel surrounded, I suspect that several of my adversaries have already unearthed my whereabouts and are waiting to pounce, nothing is sacred my friends, especially your selves, for what is this Quintessence of dust? As for the future, read on Bloggers and you shall see, I cannot find it in myself to continue much longer without revealing too much...and as for now we remember the citizens of the bold and brave Wisconsin! FOR NARNIA!!!!!

PS. If you REALLY feel it is necessary to contact me I am currently located between Mother Pure-enough's and Sister Sure-she-is's living quarters just behind teh St. Magdalene's Catholic Church...Go Cheese heads.