excuse me, do you have a pencil?

oh yeah baby, i'm back from appearing in various odd looking pictures on milk cartons, talk shows hosted by dr. phil, and stapled on walls at zellers next to other itinerant teens with obedience issues …but i knew that it was time to fire up the ol' keyboard earlier tonight when our own john liddle promenaded on over to lambton with cases of reg cards, keys and various stylish colorful slips of highly informative papers…..so that’s when john and i got to talking about the deployment of the un-mandated international security assistance force to afghanistan in january 2002…and as interesting as that was…i decided to, pay homage, you know like a tribute to : johnny…please note that this homage was highly encourage by the aforementioned mr. liddle…..(who ALSO was very strangely not at all fazed by the notion of this blog….who told him?)

so yeah, back on track, you see if you google (altavista, ask jeeves, whatever) ; ‘john liddle’ you might discover:

• that there is some terribly talented trumpet playing john liddle, with very understanding parents living somewhere in the t-dot o-dot
• that the NRA prefers that you clean your riffle at night rather than in the morning
• there are tons of ‘other’ unimportant people called john liddle
• and that our mr. liddle has accomplished various creative performances on both the silver screen and the slightly smaller and greyer tv screen

since all of these things are pretty fascinating to me, you off course may or may not already know all of this, i suspect most of you do, but after i got done keying the officiators, i figured what the hell i might as well post one of john commercials, this obvious flattery is off course just a guise for my hidden agenda of on day being so lucky as to play roxanne to his cyrano…

so let's recognize and celebrate peeps

do the deed

**(i have always wanted to use ‘peeps’ in a sentence)

liz ‘et al