Leslie's Omnibus

Drive-Bys

It seems that Major League Baseball Advanced Media is getting downright unsporting. This ought to piss my BlogMama off something fierce.
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Quote of the day: "Check this shit out (Fig. 1). That's bonafide, 100%-real data, my friends."

(A tip of the cap to Harvey, who truly is a Bad Example.)
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I'm Ludvig II, the Swan King of Bavaria!
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

You are Ludwig II, the Swan King of Bavaria!

Born with the name of Otto, you became Ludwig at the request of your grandfather, King Ludwig I, because you were born on his birthday.

You became Crown Prince at the tender age of 3, and soon after stole a purse from a shop on the basis that everything in Bavaria belonged to you.

Tragedy struck when your pet tortoise was taken away; relatives thought the six-year- old prince was too attached to it.

Your childhood was lonely and formal.

Once, you were prevented from beheading your younger brother by the timeous arrival of a court official.

From the age of 14 you suffered from hallucinations.

Despite striking an imposing figure with your great height and good looks, your speeches were pompous to the point of incomprehensibility.

You became even more of a recluse, often spending hours reading poetry in a seashell- shaped boat in your electrically-illuminated underground grotto.

You are most famous for building three fairytale castles - Linderhof, Neuschwanstein and Herrenchiemsee - at tremendous public expense.

Declared insane and confined to your bedroom by concerned (and embarrassed) subjects, you escaped on 13 June 1886, but were later found drowned with your physician in Lake Stamberg in mysterious circumstances.

A tip of the cap to LL.)
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Well, DUH!!! And it hurts like hell to bite your tongue and not tell someone off, too.
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Leslie

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