January 12, 2005

Balancing...And Reader Participation

This shouldn't shock anyone but I'm going to be stuck in boring meetings half the day. Sucks, huh? Traffic was pretty crappy too. But I bought myself an extra donut this morning (hey, I'm not smoking...cut me some slack) so that helped. And? I've put in so many hours over the last two weeks I'll probably just take Friday off. So really, its good and bad news for Hump Day.

While I'm in and out and unreliable for entertainment much of the day, entertain yourselves and make me laugh. Here's the first line of a story. Continue it in the comments section.

There was a great rumble in the sky yet the day was relatively clear. Biff, dressed in his green and pink argyle cardigan, turned his head, gazed at the sky and saw...

Posted by Chris at January 12, 2005 8:16 AM

I'm SO not awake enough for this... but wanted to say good morning anyway. *fumbles around for coffee* :)

Posted by: Iki at January 12, 2005 8:34 AM

his momma's face smiling down at him from above. She spoke softly but her message was clear..."Biff my dear .....

Posted by: Pamalamadingdong at January 12, 2005 9:23 AM

you really have to stop wiping your nose on my...

Posted by: debby at January 12, 2005 10:41 AM

"dear kitty, Muffy. She was like a sister to..."

Posted by: Bond Girl at January 12, 2005 10:58 AM

Erm. I don't want to continue this story, but I do have a little limerick thingy for u :)

There was a young man named Biff
Whose arse often let out a whiff
He spread his cheeks wide
Prepared for a ride
And blew himself right over a cliff!!

Dear God I must be bored...

Posted by: Anakalia at January 12, 2005 11:07 AM

...Your second cousin, twice removed. It was such a sad day when she...

Posted by: bmh at January 12, 2005 11:12 AM

...(the kitty Muffy) died and you decided to turn her into...

Posted by: jenorama at January 12, 2005 11:58 AM

compst for your lovely prize winning roses that...

Posted by: jennifer at January 12, 2005 11:59 AM

this story is wayyyyyy screwed up people!
*crossed eyes*

Posted by: La Bella at January 12, 2005 12:26 PM

...then bloomed and smelled like...

Posted by: zanie at January 12, 2005 12:48 PM

...peanut butter cookies fresh from the oven.

Posted by: monique at January 12, 2005 1:00 PM

... a bucket of decomposing cat and roses. Good thing we planted them near the...

Posted by: sphinx at January 12, 2005 1:02 PM

(This is taking a freakishly disturbing turn so...)

...Hilldale Institute for Criminally Insane Bloggers. Oh look, there's that blogger Rude Cactus who went slowly mad from....

Posted by: Chris at January 12, 2005 1:32 PM

...drinking too much coffee and all those extra donuts on his way into the office.

Posted by: CG at January 12, 2005 1:53 PM

Also, he urged his readers to use the comments to create a linear story and put full faith in them that they would read the previous comment and continue the story in a acceptable fashion. Sadly, despite all his trying, it did not work. Which led him to....

Posted by: smartjuice at January 12, 2005 1:59 PM

...visiting the composting kitties for a daily chat and a *not* smoke break. It seemed harmless enough, though some who saw him at this activity later swore they could actually hear him ...

Posted by: Sahinka at January 12, 2005 2:56 PM

talking to the voices in his head telling him 'Whats ONE little ciggie gonna hurt Chris?" to which he replies: "NO!Ciggies are bad.They are evil. Instead of a ciggie, I can have another donught, or........."

Posted by: Scarlett Cyn at January 12, 2005 3:20 PM

I can listen to one of the billions of songs in my shiny iPod. Feeling calmer, Chris returned backed to work and .....

Posted by: Dabney at January 12, 2005 3:32 PM

spent the rest of his work day blogging about...

Posted by: Jeff A at January 12, 2005 3:46 PM

the Fashion Police from Mars!!!! Run away Biff, RUNAWAY!!!!!

Posted by: Ginny at January 12, 2005 4:11 PM

Oops. I screwed it up. Oh well.

Posted by: Ginny at January 12, 2005 4:12 PM

see? this is what comes of smoking oven-mitts. so sad.

Posted by: sawni at January 12, 2005 4:18 PM

I'll try to pick up where Ginny left off.

Belatedly, Biff realised he was wearing a PINK and GREEN sweater, a colour-combination left better to over-weeningly-preppy-Lilly-Pulitzer-wearing girls from Martha's Vineyard and South Palm Beach. Furrowing his brow, he wondered where in the world he had ever picked up the cardigan. "Oh! That's right! It was....

Posted by: jacinthe at January 12, 2005 11:34 PM

"...the worst gift I ever got from Great Aunt Muffy who on her death bed made me promise..."

Posted by: Wendy at January 12, 2005 11:51 PM

to never smoke another ciggie again." And with that, he used the last of his lighter butane to burn his sweater.

Posted by: alanna at January 13, 2005 6:30 PM

I'm late. So, I can do this.

The end.

Posted by: wlfldy at January 14, 2005 7:57 AM