So.
I haven’t died.
I haven’t joined a secret society of awful funnel-cakin’ poets.
I haven’t assassinated a really important tribal leader who is bent on sacrificing his people to some random volcano.
And I haven’t * I REPEAT HAVEN’T *
…been up to much, really.
I know. Shocking, isn’t it?
You’d think this professor would be up to all sorts of wickedness and dadblamery. And the truth is, it isn’t true.
When you get old, your limbs don’t work the same as they used to.
And I have a special announcement: I don’t have my lower leg limbs.
At least, they’re not working like they used to. So for the last two years, I’ve been sitting on my couch trying to get to a phone to get help.
Alright, you win.
It’s all lies.
The truth is, I’ve been a bit neglectful.
But has it really been two years?
I’m fairly ancient now.
Dadblameit.
ALRIGHT
Up to this point, I haven’t been honest.
At all.
You may be wondering where is the lie and where is the truth.
Mr. Truth walked out on me a long time ago, and it’s all be lies ever since.
And Mr. Lie (the girl above) has taken Mr. Truth’s place.
For years, I have lied to myself that I’m posting on this blog.
For years, I have lied to myself that I’m young and courageous.
For years, I have lied to myself…just in general.
What is the moral to this tale, you may ask?
It’s simple…when you stop to give it a think or two.
You mustn’t let Mr. Truth walk out on you.
Thank you.
What a delightful delicious conversation.
Professor! If you paint your fingernails red then you’ll be exactly like Penn Jillette haha😂
I can paint my finger nails you know!
I couldn’t agree more!!
BETHY HI!!!
How goes the World wide pandemic?? I am sure you had some planning in this …or someone you know did 😂
Well, I”m not allowed to talk about it. I tried to stop it but everyone hated on me so it just happened, I’m sad to say. How’ve you been?
That sounds about right. I have been a little happy, a little sad, a lot tired, and a little busy with normal life stuff. Fairly normal stuff I believe! How have you been Professor?
Yeah. Same. But I’m getting cranky now
Glad you’re finally admitting to all those lies. I can’t keep them straight anyway, so best to light a fire in the middle of’em.
Good to see you’ve grown up a bit since last week and some, Duketh.
Audith!!!!!! How’ve you been? Does that mean I can’t lie anymore?
Nope. Not at all.
You know, I’d like to destroy COVID
Get to it, Duketh.
‘Twas a delight to find your comment on my blog this morning and to realize you are indeed alive and kicking! Has it really been TWO YEARS?! You must catch us up on your doings — but oh, how I pity you trying to catch up on TWO YEARS of posts from us, heehee!!
I have 5000 emails in my inbox!! Debbie, what do I do!!!!!!!!!!! It’s nice to see you guys again. Were you disconcerted when you realized I was back? I am.
Nope, we all take breaks now and then. I need one soon, I’m afraid.
But you can’t now that I’m coming back! How dare you. My family built this country.
heyyy professor !!!! i’m new here but i love your blog !! welcome back :::)))
Welcome, welcome! You know, cherry is my favorite thingy flavor. Also I just posted for the first time in 2 years.
idk know why but We’ve got a lot in common that’s why i’m here! btw i’m Ahdiye:))
very nice to meet you! I’m PVJ. Or George, as they call me.
Lies, Professors and picks… Oh my!
This was an inbox arrival when I woke up, which was a nice surprise. And the tags to your post…
Intriguing.
Instrument related or your list of the most desirable 2-piece swimwear of 2020?
I do hope you’ve eaten.
You know, the tags are really weird, aren’t they? My mind was bouncing off the walls last night. But I do have that kind of a pick, let me tell you.
As if the professor would wear a bikini, how dare you! It’s instrument related, of course. Hahaha. Maybe I should get a bikini now that I think on it…
I feel it would be a one-piece ‘mankini’, that would be worn with a hat. And there would be feathers!
Do you think robin hood had feathers in his hat?
Absolutely! Him and Dick Turpin.
Dick Turpin…that sounds like a make of glue
He’s a famous highwayman!!
Stand and deliver, your money or your life… (or maybe wife, I’m never quite certain of the wording!)
Isn’t Robin hood the most famous highwayman?
Is he a highwayman? I don’t think they had highways back then. Just a scoundrel and a vagabond. Turpin is very famous round these parts. Look him up, there are songs about him!
Good grief! Look at the dust in here! And the cobwebs – urghhh! (There better not be spiders or I shall get very grumpy.) Aha – I see what happened! A wicked fairy put you in an enchanted sleep and you’ve been waiting all this time for a magical kiss to release you. Tchah! You can never find a frog when you need one!
Anyway, I’m very glad you’re alive and back and all that stuff, but let’s get to the important info – HOW’S MY SCHWARZY??? 😍
FEFEFEFEFEFEF! But to be honest, I never dusted, you know. It was just more lively dust back in the day when everyone was moving about. Spiders….wait I know how to say that in Italian…or at least I did yesterday. hahahaahahahhaha…A kiss? I’d rather not have one of those by a frog, you know.
Well, have you asked him out yet?
Say it in Italian! But it would be a magical frog – it might turn into a beautiful princess when it kisses you! Of course, there’s an equal chance you’d turn into a handsome frog, but that wouldn’t be so bad – OK, you’d be green and slimy but think how high you could jump!
*simpers* No, I’m waiting for him to ask me…
Can’t a flea jump higher than a frog tho? I’d rather be a slimy flea. Or maybe a kangaroo with knives.
I think you should ask him. He’s been a bit forgetful lately.
Interesting question – I think you should set up a contest! No, kangaroos would be rubbish with knives – their wee short arms would mean they could never reach their enemies. They’d need lances!
Huh! Why should I do all the work?? Men!!! *flounces off*
Alright. I think we should have a jousting tournament for Schwarz and all the ladies that want him. Wait. Is there a “t” in Schwarz? Like this: Schwartz. I can’t remember.
*gulps* I can’t remember either – ask him! Wait a minute! Do you mean there are other women trying to steal my Schwar(t)zy??? How dare they! I shall be ready for the tournament just as soon as I can figure out how to put this suit of armour on…
You don’t need armour! *hands FEF a blowtorch*
Thank goodness your back. You’ve no idea what I’ve been through the last two years, guarding your blog.
Were there lots of hooligans about? Also, it took me forever to remember how to answer comments. Is that a bad sign, do you suppose?
Hooligans, vandals, and ne’er-do-wells of all sorts. I was nearly vanquished.
Nah. It’s nothing like riding a bike, answering comments.
Wait. Did you have to use your awesome great sword to vanquish the enemies from the throat of the earth? (if you did, I probably should repay you in rubies)
No, I forgot to bring it. No matter, I had more fearsome weapons *kisses left bicep, then right bicep* Plus, our friend came by every now and again. I daresay he rescued me a time or more.
Omg. You mean the great Dick Hercules?!
PROFESSOR!!!!! How lovely to see you upright and taking nourishment. We have all missed you, and are older too. You must tell us about your adventures. ( f there are none make some up)
I am NOT older! If anything, I’m younger! *slaps on extra wrinkle cream*
Hahahaha. Thanks. I must say that cream certainly makes your hands look younger. 😁
How about my hands?
Need to get a manicure.
What is a manicure
A mandible treatment to make your finger nails look pretty.
I would paint my fingernails red.
Sounds like a good idea.
I’m usually full of them
Full of a lot of stuff.
Haha HI JOHN!!! There are def some rad adventures. I nearly survived a man-eating spider mongrel, just last month. But how have you been?
Just swell. Thank you for asking. I glad you nearly survived. Tot toally survive would not be worth the story. Which part didn’t make it?
Well, here’s the thing: I almost died jumping off a cliff into water. The water went up my nose along with the little bacteria dudes.
Yeah that sounds bad.