How annoying is this? I was going to post a Snarf video today, but my Flash player is non-Flashy today. Slayer's work requires the use of Ancient Mummyflash Player, so he tried installing that but still couldn't get into his employee website. And then I tried to get on YouTube, which requires New Ninja Roboflash Player (it's quick! it's stealthy! it slices and dices, and you get a free Shamwow! with every purchase!). And now YouTube won't work either.
Fergin murphin hummanna hummanna.
That's what I sound like when I swear under my breath.
So I guess you'll have to deal with a little randomness from me today, because it's all I've got.
I think I mentioned that I went back to martial arts training a while back. I do have my green belt, which is no mean feat, but then I took about a million years off to have kids and silly things like that. So for numerous reasons, I decided to go back and do a little review session, since they were working on some of the basic self-defense type things.
Only one problem. I have a snazzy gi to wear to training, and I couldn't find the pants. Which pretty much begs for a story, doesn't it? I'm the pantsless ninja! PINCH me!
Ahem. Maybe not. But the pantsless ninja bit could be really funny. I think I sense another graphic novel idea coming along. Sruble made the mistake of saying that she can teach me to draw. She will rue the day. I can't even draw a crooked line, much less a straight one.
But now that I'm thinking about it, the pantsless ninja needs a little more background. Like why is he pantsless? Was he depantsed by the other ninja in a dojo hazing prank? Were his pants ripped off in a clandestine infiltration into enemy territory? DID ALIENS BEAM UP HIS PANTS?
Because everyone knows that aliens and ninja don't get along. They have a serious lawn flamingo territory war going on.
Okay. This is getting sillier and sillier. I'd better stop before I implode. Or snarf my lungs out my nose. Something bad.
But at least I've still got my pants.