another stinking ride

fooking mr pickled sat in the seat behind me today. the stench of vinegar was overpowering & to top it off, the fooker was farting, too. thank $deity this is the third last ride on that fooking train ...

disappeared

my homepage used to be the highest rank for a search for ‘bloodnok’ but when i checked today, it doesn't appear at all. yahoo still likes me, though. so what's up with guggle?

funny that there are plenty of other traces of my bloodnok'ng activities—plus other prats using my fake name that's not mine.

what's all this, then?

someone vacuuming my site with what looked like an ordinary browser—user agent: ‘Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 5.0; Windows NT 4.0)’—save for the rapid page acquisition. a lookup on the ip returned Универзитет у Београду—serbia & montenegro?

by the way, buy a picture ...

very nice, i'm sure

kicking myself for not carrying a digicam this morning ...

wonderful day for public transit. not only was mr pickled emitting a particularly odious stench but two ton tess was wearing knee -er- pants! tess wandered up & down the train this morning, giving one a full-bore dose of her gob: poor dear looks a bit like an upset phacochoerus africanus (aka warthog) with those piercings through either side of ‘her’ bulbous jowls.

had to follow tess from one mode of transit to the next. further observations: the black & white checks with blood splats is a definite. tess also was fashionable attired in a red sailcloth -i mean- shirt with a patterned black skull&crossbones motif & has a lovely backpack in pink with a huge cupcake logo.

damned frightening, i tell ya! but very nice, i'm sure. especially the cupcake.