Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Freelo Brasher

Armed with velvety voice and all manner of garfling snoozery, he enlists gullibles into the Trixxid Ground Forces.
Happy Birthday, Author Dub


Spider Jim King said...

Imagine my chagrin when I saw this post a full week since my fiftieth anniversary of Breathing Air. I should be ashamed, but I'm not. I had forgotten old Freelo, though. If you have that story, please send it to me; it was lost when my hard drive crashed in November. Didn't know you had it. Did we record it? Didn't it have to do with some smafingly jooozly girl that he picked on in the Terminal at The Edge and she turned the tables on him? Snarg, I haven't thought of old Freelo for years! Send me whatchoo got. My recovered files, by the way, arrived this very day. Sixteen lost short stories and thousands of pictures. I warn everyone: save early and often!!! A crash is the loss of a piece of your mind, and I can't afford to lose anymore.....and neither can you. Thanks for the kudos. It's a great belated birthday wish. Not that you were late. It was I.

Jay said...

Glad you got your files back.

No, we never recorded Freelo, but we should. I need a reason to revive AudioLingo.

So howcum I never saw your Google Persona? You've always got nom de plumes around here. And you're ID'd with your fat drag queen outfit; glad you've come out of the closet. I didn't even know you started your blog, although I see the last entry was LAST SUMMER. C'mon man, get with the program!