tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post5844246724132628008..comments2024-03-22T03:17:47.335-04:00Comments on Armchair Linebacker - a New Writing blog: The Adventures Of The Great Willie Young: The China DollsRaven Mackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00777849609532782535noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-1247925252579866072011-02-19T23:26:09.193-05:002011-02-19T23:26:09.193-05:00A thousand apologies, Lady Anonymous. I made a foo...A thousand apologies, Lady Anonymous. I made a fool out of myself. Thanks for commenting and please don't be disuaded from commenting by my idiot gibberish. I actually appreciate the info drop.<br /><br />"...stirred up the bees in your head."<br /><br />Also, I love this and will probably use it often.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-12945241971441971302011-02-19T17:48:35.333-05:002011-02-19T17:48:35.333-05:00*WoW*
Seem to have stirred up the bees in your hea...*WoW*<br />Seem to have stirred up the bees in your head! Not my intent! Love your stuff. Maybe you & The Great Willie Young should both go for hot stone massages. <br />& its "Lady" Anonymous to you, me bucko!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-31521951895840490892011-02-18T14:54:27.509-05:002011-02-18T14:54:27.509-05:00Well, I do have all the voices in my head to keep ...Well, I do have all the voices in my head to keep me company, so there is that.<br /><br />But now that you mention it, when I am feeling lonely, I'll just go to the airport to get felt up. It will be a cheap alternative to the bar. I'll just go and chat some people up and then - boom! - some dude will be sticking his hand down my pants and telling me to go with him to a private room. Sure, it's cheap and tawdry, but these are cheap and tawdry times. And okay, odds are that it will be a dude and I'm not into dudes, but hey, fuck it, beggars can't be choosers and all that.<br /><br />No, but really, it's hard to be lonely when you have achieved oneness with the universe, which I totally have. I even have the certificate and everything, signed by Mr. Universe himself. (Note: in order to properly punctuate this gag, I looked up the 2010 winner of Mr. Universe to find out his name, but I was quickly drawn into a terrible world of confusion, giant pecs and weird techno music as well as an argument about whether it is called Mr. Universe or Mr. Olympia and then I decided I had to take a shower.)Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-48418927614418171432011-02-18T00:55:35.408-05:002011-02-18T00:55:35.408-05:00Neil (both of you), you seem really lonely or some...Neil (both of you), you seem really lonely or something. Perhaps I should come visit. It would totally be worth getting felt-up at the airport. ;-)HSOMGFnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-13736130694246128602011-02-17T23:20:35.446-05:002011-02-17T23:20:35.446-05:00Sure, the more the merrier. What could it hurt?Sure, the more the merrier. What could it hurt?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-41050779836259768752011-02-17T23:20:22.467-05:002011-02-17T23:20:22.467-05:00Thanks, Neil. Hey, there are some people here dres...Thanks, Neil. Hey, there are some people here dressed all in white with butterfly nets. Should I let them in?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-42396446244236632542011-02-17T23:19:49.589-05:002011-02-17T23:19:49.589-05:00Oh man, that's a bummer, Neil. But hang in the...Oh man, that's a bummer, Neil. But hang in there, my friend. There are plenty of pens in the sea. Also, fish, from what I understand.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-33827056660026485352011-02-17T23:19:14.776-05:002011-02-17T23:19:14.776-05:00Oh don't I know it, Neil. Just yesterday I had...Oh don't I know it, Neil. Just yesterday I had to chase down a black bear because he made off with my pen at the bank. I never caught him and now I'm sad.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-42869800265613512642011-02-17T23:18:01.730-05:002011-02-17T23:18:01.730-05:00Oh, Neil, you know, I can't complain. I had to...Oh, Neil, you know, I can't complain. I had to beat a midget with a shoe earlier today because he stole the last box of couscous at the supermarket, but these things happen, you know?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-47052667095339735712011-02-17T23:17:00.641-05:002011-02-17T23:17:00.641-05:00So, how are things other than that?So, how are things other than that?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-2053741461763594732011-02-17T23:16:33.907-05:002011-02-17T23:16:33.907-05:00Alright! Yeah!Alright! Yeah!Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-82814105230191462092011-02-17T23:16:21.664-05:002011-02-17T23:16:21.664-05:00Sure do! *Gives Neil a high five*Sure do! *Gives Neil a high five*Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-80965837094636459652011-02-17T23:16:05.437-05:002011-02-17T23:16:05.437-05:00Not bad, man. Just hanging out talking to myself. ...Not bad, man. Just hanging out talking to myself. You know how it is.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-33450648812183487162011-02-17T23:15:43.323-05:002011-02-17T23:15:43.323-05:00I kinda feel like the dude who leaves a message, i...I kinda feel like the dude who leaves a message, isn't happy with it, calls back and leaves another message, isn't happy with it and then just keeps digging himself deeper and deeper except he knows it and he just keeps digging deeper and deeper and deeper until he is completely frantic and then the only thing left to do is realize that he has nuked that bridge and that's all there is to it. Anyway, fuck it, I'm just gonna talk to myself for a while and see how that goes. <br /><br />So ... Neil, how's it going, buddy?Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-21923356247934060682011-02-17T23:12:13.534-05:002011-02-17T23:12:13.534-05:00Really, I just wanted to write something funny and...Really, I just wanted to write something funny and that picture fit the best. There. Forget all that other dumb gibberish I just spouted. It was unbecoming.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-68734440539964345682011-02-17T23:10:27.353-05:002011-02-17T23:10:27.353-05:00I apologize. I kinda turned into a carelord there,...I apologize. I kinda turned into a carelord there, didn't I? Oh well.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-13127886296343947602011-02-17T22:57:09.403-05:002011-02-17T22:57:09.403-05:00I know. I purposely mixed stereotypes for humorous...I know. I purposely mixed stereotypes for humorous effect - which I also did several times in the post itself - although perhaps it wasn't all that humorous. But then again, fuck it, I have my reasons. Honestly, it has something to with an image of a stereotype more than anything else, and I was playing off of that and the Maiko or Geisha or whatever the fuck you want to call it fit that stereotypical image better than the Cheongsam. You see, although it is excessively nerdy to discuss such things, I enjoy playing with cultural stereotypes as they tend to provide a reflective mirror on our own culture. I don't really like having to come out and say that because, like I said, that shit is nerdy as all hell and it's no fun to see the painter show you all his techniques. And yeah, that is arrogant as all hell. I mean, I just kinda called myself an artist which is ridiculous given the nature of the post, but fuck it, I just don't want you to be confused Lord Anonymous. Forgive my hubris.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-27264642428481175312011-02-17T21:23:54.775-05:002011-02-17T21:23:54.775-05:00The woman in the picture is a Japanese Maiko. Look...The woman in the picture is a Japanese Maiko. Look up "Chengosam" for pic of China Doll!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-16710252688904857692011-02-17T20:12:37.968-05:002011-02-17T20:12:37.968-05:00Thank you, thank you. I guess I felt like the retu...Thank you, thank you. I guess I felt like the return of the Great Willie Young saga deserved something special.Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300561079216508635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3580115438716980446.post-21743991690338545492011-02-17T19:19:44.168-05:002011-02-17T19:19:44.168-05:00That was some seriously sick, twisted shit and I t...That was some seriously sick, twisted shit and I totally loved it. The Rozelle family needing a houseboy was the perfect touch. LMAO.HSOMGFnoreply@blogger.com