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...but if you think about it, it's better than a post. Hold on; you'll see.
So, I'm just checking in for a minute, but I wanted to let you know that I've -- finally! -- gotten off my ass and pulled the last three months or so of shows off my digital camera, and have them posted for your perusal.
(Actually, come to think of it, I really didn't 'get off my ass' at all. Frankly, getting this shit done involved an awful lot of sitting squarely on my ass, in front of this computer, typing and clicking and getting the chair all sweaty. So hopefully, somebody out there will get a chuckle out of one of these friggin' things.)
So, if you're interested -- or even morbidly curious, despite that voice in your head screaming, 'Don't do it! Run away! Burn the computer and never look back! Aiiiieeee!' -- just make clicky-clicky on one of the links on the left sidebar, under the 'Standup Standup' section. I got pretty lax about putting these up when my home machine went down, so everything from July on is brandy-new, never-been-seen-before-anywhere stuff. It doesn't get any fresher than this shit, people.
And I'll try to be better in future about getting these clips up in a reasonable amount of time. Not that anyone's looking for them, I know -- but it just gives me that oozy warm feeling of accomplishment way deep down in my nethers.
(At least, I hope that's accomplishment. Either that, or I ate some bad sushi last night. I'm guessing we'll find out for certain any time now.)
So, in lieu of a post, I give you a half-dozen five minute clips of amateur-night innuendo and absurdity. Think of them as audio posts, if you like, only with video as well. Or as recrafted versions -- as many of them are -- of old posts you've seen right here. Sort of like a 'clip show'. It's cool.
Or, you can think of them as further evidence that I have way too much time on my hands, a damned dirty mind, and borderline personality disorders. But hell -- you knew all of that already, didn't you? And still you come back. Who's got the dirty mind now, hmmm?
Yeah, I've been waiting for the Cleveland Steamer definition too. I still think it's getting shit on, but why don't you enlighten us. ;-)
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Hey - don't think you're getting off that easy...
(wait, maybe you do...)
Anyhow, what I meant to say was, don't think we've all forgotten about how you promised to tell us what a Cleveland steamer and a hot lunch were.
'fess up, boy.