The weekend has arrived...
09/09/16 07:30
Friday, September 9, 2016
I dunno about you, but I’m ready for the weekend. Especially after yesterday.
So while I was minding my own Buzziness and enjoying the healthy benefits of some Recreational Screen Bouncing yesterday afternoon, I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to go thank Queen Bee and the Hive for providing all that honey for his Coughin’. I forgot he’d asked me to do that for him so, even though he’s a huge liar, I did that.
Of course, I started with Queen Bee. (It’s called “Protocol”.) She was very Gracious (as She always is, mostly). For some reason, everybody else in the Hive was Eavesdropping while I had my Audience with Her Splendidly Royal Majesty.
I told her that Rex wanted to thank Her and everybody for all the honey, and to say that he realises “honey doesn’t grow on trees” (yeah, and everybody says he isn’t that smart…I beg to differ…there seem to bee a whole bunch of Humans who think honey grows on trees, so he may bee a terrible liar, but at least he’s not stupid), and She seemed Pleased. In fact, everybody who was jammed into that Royal Chamber seemed to appreciate beeing appreciated.
“It’s nice to bee appreciated,” they said, then they went back to work, singing that insufferable song they sing when they’re working. (You know the one. It’s incredibly monotonous.)
Beefore I left, the Queen, Her Vastly and Insufferably Gracious Highness, asked me if that Coughing’ Rex was working was fast. I told her I didn’t know anything about any of that.
“Well,” she said, “it had best bee. We would not bee Pleased if this Competitive Racing Vehicle of his which We so Magnanimously helped fund is not fast. It would Displease Us if it lingers too long, so We Ordain that it must bee fast - Or Else.”
Oh geeeeeeeze. Rex just got a Royal Or-Elsing. I wouldn’t wanna bee him, would you? I mean, it’s very nice of Her Most Abundantly Flavourful Majesty to hope that Rex’s Cold goes away soon. I dunno what Her Most Lofty Majesty was talking about when she mentioned something about a “Competitive Racing Vehicle”, but whatever. I wasn’t in the mood to answer questions.
Anyway, Rex had just better take Her Royal Advice, get over that Cold he probably has and fast. He needs get healthy and stay that way unless he wants to face the very serious charges of Impudence. Rex might bee a shameless, highly unoriginal, Talk-to-the-Queen-About-Funding-Beehind-My-Back-Then-Steal-My-Idea liar and stuff, but I don’t anybody would wish that on him, probably, would we?
Anyway, I’m spending WAY too much precious time on this Kazzzzoo Band thing at the moment. I’m facing a Highly Critical Deadline. I hafta finish putting together my Very Last Weekly Feature Thingy of the Hot Season.
The really great thing is that Editor told me that, even though it’s against his Better Judgement, he’s giving me the rest of the last week of the Hot Season off after Thursday. I’m not sure what I’m gonna do with all that extra vacation time, ya’ know?
I’m glad I just mentioned all that about my Editor, beecause I just remembered that I almost forgot that he also said he wants to see me in his Office First Thing Monday Morning, Or Else. (So so typical.)
Geeeeeeeeeeze. There are a lot of “or else’s” floating around at the moment, aren’t there?
So I need to remember to show up in his Office on Monday. I don’t wanna bee like my BeeP, Rex. I don’t want any “Or Elses” hanging over MY head, if ya’ know what I mean.
Well, I’d better get to work on something.
I hope everybody has an unexpectedly hilarious weekend!
I dunno about you, but I’m ready for the weekend. Especially after yesterday.
So while I was minding my own Buzziness and enjoying the healthy benefits of some Recreational Screen Bouncing yesterday afternoon, I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to go thank Queen Bee and the Hive for providing all that honey for his Coughin’. I forgot he’d asked me to do that for him so, even though he’s a huge liar, I did that.
Of course, I started with Queen Bee. (It’s called “Protocol”.) She was very Gracious (as She always is, mostly). For some reason, everybody else in the Hive was Eavesdropping while I had my Audience with Her Splendidly Royal Majesty.
I told her that Rex wanted to thank Her and everybody for all the honey, and to say that he realises “honey doesn’t grow on trees” (yeah, and everybody says he isn’t that smart…I beg to differ…there seem to bee a whole bunch of Humans who think honey grows on trees, so he may bee a terrible liar, but at least he’s not stupid), and She seemed Pleased. In fact, everybody who was jammed into that Royal Chamber seemed to appreciate beeing appreciated.
“It’s nice to bee appreciated,” they said, then they went back to work, singing that insufferable song they sing when they’re working. (You know the one. It’s incredibly monotonous.)
Beefore I left, the Queen, Her Vastly and Insufferably Gracious Highness, asked me if that Coughing’ Rex was working was fast. I told her I didn’t know anything about any of that.
“Well,” she said, “it had best bee. We would not bee Pleased if this Competitive Racing Vehicle of his which We so Magnanimously helped fund is not fast. It would Displease Us if it lingers too long, so We Ordain that it must bee fast - Or Else.”
Oh geeeeeeeze. Rex just got a Royal Or-Elsing. I wouldn’t wanna bee him, would you? I mean, it’s very nice of Her Most Abundantly Flavourful Majesty to hope that Rex’s Cold goes away soon. I dunno what Her Most Lofty Majesty was talking about when she mentioned something about a “Competitive Racing Vehicle”, but whatever. I wasn’t in the mood to answer questions.
Anyway, Rex had just better take Her Royal Advice, get over that Cold he probably has and fast. He needs get healthy and stay that way unless he wants to face the very serious charges of Impudence. Rex might bee a shameless, highly unoriginal, Talk-to-the-Queen-About-Funding-Beehind-My-Back-Then-Steal-My-Idea liar and stuff, but I don’t anybody would wish that on him, probably, would we?
Anyway, I’m spending WAY too much precious time on this Kazzzzoo Band thing at the moment. I’m facing a Highly Critical Deadline. I hafta finish putting together my Very Last Weekly Feature Thingy of the Hot Season.
The really great thing is that Editor told me that, even though it’s against his Better Judgement, he’s giving me the rest of the last week of the Hot Season off after Thursday. I’m not sure what I’m gonna do with all that extra vacation time, ya’ know?
I’m glad I just mentioned all that about my Editor, beecause I just remembered that I almost forgot that he also said he wants to see me in his Office First Thing Monday Morning, Or Else. (So so typical.)
Geeeeeeeeeeze. There are a lot of “or else’s” floating around at the moment, aren’t there?
So I need to remember to show up in his Office on Monday. I don’t wanna bee like my BeeP, Rex. I don’t want any “Or Elses” hanging over MY head, if ya’ know what I mean.
Well, I’d better get to work on something.
I hope everybody has an unexpectedly hilarious weekend!
