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I’ve been busier than a Japanese beaver lately. I’ve also been too busy to write that I’m busy. Things should calm down soon, though.
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A catch 22!
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Et tu, Brute?
Nice beaver picture. It really pulls the website together.
Not long ago a swedish politican said that in order to secure a good economy we would have to be like eager little beavers..
She will never hear the end of that.
So I guess she put her money where her, well, mouth is and posed for a beaver-shot?
MM has fallen prey to the big bad beaver!!! Probably powered by duracell…
Once upon a time there was a BLOG called The Glory of Carniola …
… which we all enjoyed reading very much, but then, all of a sudden, a wicked witch decided to …
… allow the author some breathing space, to sort things out. After all, she was a good witch in disguise, which …
… is a fact that Michael didn’t know when he dispatched her with the Witch-Slaying Sword of Maribor, which caused Michael to …
… be struck by a curse that was put together by the good witches.
Now, the Witch-Slaying Sword of course cannot kill any good witch, that’s a very well known fact, but still, it’s very …
… complicated, on the whole, so both, good and bad withces, decided to leave Michael alone and return the Sword and go somewhere sunny - preferably no the Alps. But they …
http://manitoulinislandindex.com/beaver1.jpg
…got stuck at Croatian border because the customs were on strike and had to turn around and go see…
.. what a bunch of loony commentators are doing in his absence, which made him decide …
… to quit blogging forever! THE END
No beavers were harmed during the production of this film.
Also, any resemblance of reality is purely unintentional.
The Glory of Carniola, MMVII
All things come to Full circle.
So: shall we have a go at GC2, then? All things get another circle nowadays, don’t they? Even The Da Vinci Code.
alcessa, your wish is my command:
The Glory of Carniola 2: The Revenge of the Dark Duke
Michael the Blogger decided to quit blogging forever, and has retreated to a Tibetan monastery for a life of quiet meditation and apreciation of the quietter things in life. However…
… although after months of practising he had no dificulties of reaching the very depths of human nature and resonate with the universe,
he couldn’t reach the ultimate goal, coz there was one thought still bugging him and that thought was …
… why do women always have to go to the toilet in group?
… so he decided to satsfy his curiosity by sneaking into the ladies bathroom in the monastery (it was a strange male & female monastery). What he saw there chaged him forever …
… and I know what you’re thinking, you perverted reader, and no, it didn’t involve some weird nun lezfest; what Michael saw that day, something that rocked his inner core, was …
… himself, standing in front of a mirror. He opened his mouth to say something when …
… looking down, he found out that indeed, there IS toilet paper in the ladies’ WC. So he took 42 pieces of the precious element (25 after dohodnina) and …
… realised that he was deceiving himself all along when he was trying
to persuade himself that he can actually live just as well without The glory of Carniola.
No, he thought, looking himself in the mirror, no …
… I will put down the beaver, here, on the floor, and …
… after phoning in a complaint about sausages, pretending to be a fellow named Randy Taylor
www.break.com/index/angry-jimmy-dean-sausage-customer.html
… I will then …
…do what any red-blooded American in Maribor would have done”. The sentence did not even have the time to bounce from the mirror into which Michael was talking, as he already put on his boots and went to a gostilna and ordered a round of Laško for everybody… Immediately he realized his folly, as his wallet jumped out of his pocket and ran for cover, but luckily, there were only two customers in the bar… But wait! Was he really lucky? One of the men started walking towards him and reached into his suit….
… only to pull out a hamburger. And then a Dr. Pepper. And some handkerchiefs, a driving licence, a gun and a lipstick. Michael …
… thought: a lipstick? where did that come from? Oh, yes, he murmured to himself silently. Now I remember, it all started with that blonde.
The minute he saw her, he knew she meant trouble, but …
we all get the devils we deserve, he thought. Dames. Like the kick of the morning’s first Chesterfield, what you like is irrelevant–you can’t live without it.
But what a broad! She was the featured star at the Maribor’s……
…”All You Can Eat Topless” contest, held bi-annualy at Lent, where the winner of the contest gets to swim in mashed-beans gravy with that year’s Playmates. The Blonde, however, was made of a different mould. She came in from behind, while Michael was about to accidentally fondle D-sized breasts of Miss March. His hand stopped mid-air, his jaw dropped and his eyes wondered where to stop on that voluptous body. There was one problem, though. Her legs were unshaven…
… and the bulge decorating her hot hot hot pants seemed unusual, suspiciously so. Feeling the heat he wondered …
…what life would be like, if he were romantically involved with Natalija Verboten.
Just then he realized this was all a dream; He woke up, and there laying next to him was…
Pengovsky who …
… stared at Michael for a few seconds, before he could utter: “What…
… was in that drink we had yesterday?
You said it was plain grape juice. I hate grape juice, I tried it coz I know how much you like it. But look what it has done to us. I remember the first thing I did after drinking it, I punched the meanest, biggest, ugliest guy in there and then …
screamed at that guy, in my best Walter Sobchak voice, “Patrick, now why do you get drunk and write “fuck” so many times on my blog. You go too far. YOU GO TOO FAR!”, whereupon Pengovsky said to Michael …
… this Patrick guy really mixed up things that I said with the ones you said, but never mind, there is still time to …
…So, I have been thinking, and in a nutshell it boils down to the following. Dude, we must somehow try and lure more chicks into our relationship because I am starting to lose it. It is going to be hard though, you being only an ex-start of the Slovenian Blog scene, and I myself having an incorrigible playboy reputation. Despite our lofty ineptitude we should be brave and start…
Well, what do you know, I’m criticizing Patrick for mixing things up, and I did the same, I misunderstood “his suit”, for Michael’ s suit, it was meant of course “his own suit”
ups, sorry do go on with the story
… we should be brave and start …
Well while you are busy, you need to note on your blog roll that I am no longer in the New World so that I can qualify for the ‘Silk Pajamas’ award.
no, I can’t believe this, you really wanna let this beaver-less story die most cruel, brutal barbarous death because of your egoistic, (I’m really appalled by this behaviour) indifference
Oh well, I guess you’re all out christmas shopping or something
… we should be brave and start BLOGGING AGAIN. That is, you should.
Michael looked at Prengovsky: …
I pay good money (the KM is now almost even with the $ thanks a lot presjednik grm! NOT) I think it is perfectly reasonalble to ask for a reclassification I have earned with hard work, grit and determination!
As for Christmas shopping, between customs fees and the shipping costs between here and the States that are so high that everyone on my list is getting a nice embroidered Bosnian emblem, the REAL one with the lilies, not the Petrich inspired Banana Republic one, and or a map of Sarajevo. The postage isn’t too ridiculous.
The Dark Lord sent his comando-storm-trooper-securithug-bots-droids to attack Maribor, and Micheal with the Thrice Enchanted Sword he fished out of Lake Bled proceded to kick some Imperial @$&! As for the beavers, I hear the tails are pretty good roasted with some Camas root and onions. Served next to a side of potatoes.
No, it’s of no use, you cannot bring back something that withered and died.
And it’s also not safe as Monkey’s paw and Pet sematary taught us
I forgot to add that it was fun while it lasted, though
I just hope that when Michael M. comes out from that rock he’s hiding under, it will be a proper comeback, unlike some other award winning bloggers, whose repeated comebacks made Michael Jordan look serious about it
Also, it seems that definition of “soon” in Maribor and Ljubljana in different.
For now, it feels like in a pet cemetery here …
when I said that it died, I meant the story, not The Glory of Carniola, that was clear, wasn’t it?
Maybe we can think of another game while Waiting for Godot, I mean M.M.
Maybe he’s hibernating. Or gone on holiday here en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wet_Beaver_Wilderness
So that’s how it works: you don’t do anything and get 57 comments (well, 58). I think MM is involved in some strange, unusual, maybe brain-washing experiment, probably run by some shadowy intelligence service, checking the dependency of his readers. I see.
Why checking? Most of us don’t really hide our Carniola-addiction, do we.
it worked even for you, Nekje drugje,
you were doing very well for more than a week, … I can do it, I can fight the temptation to write a comment, I’m strong enough …
but alas, the force was to strong
so, it must be _some awesome_ experiment
My god, those yakuza beavers must’ve goten to him.
Michael, you left us without closing credits! In substitution thereof:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNUb-m9hwxA