Changes are underway at Infomaniac.
As you can see, The Houseboys are completely out of control again.
Mistress MJ cannot possibly keep up the blogging pace and manage The Houseboys.
Something’s gotta give.
As a result, in 2009, posts may be fewer and farther between.
Mistress MJ may not be able to respond to your comments personally with each and every post.
And finally, she may not have the chance to visit your blogs as often as she wishes.
This situation is temporary but may take up the better part of 2009 as the staff of Infomaniac (Mistress MJ, The Houseboys, and The Infomaniac Dancers) prepare to move thousands of kilometres (that's thousands of miles for you Yanks) cross-country later this year.
Please refrain from whinging.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
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1st whiner!
ReplyDeleteXL: Bastard!
ReplyDeleteWell at least I'm still responding personally to your comments.
2nd Whiner!
ReplyDeleteI think I need to get my whips and chains out again. Those damn house boys!
ReplyDelete2nd whiner! Just kidding, I understand completely. I'll still be here, lurking and hoping...
ReplyDeleteAh arse nuggets.
ReplyDeleteI demand blog.
RC and I posted 2nd whiner simultaneously, so I'll concede to 3rd whiner...
ReplyDeleteOh no, 4th whiner...
ReplyDeleteRANDOM, LEAH, AND MAXI: What the fuck?
ReplyDeleteAre you people all sitting on my doorstep?
Yes.
ReplyDeleteLEAH: Fine. I'll pass the bottle round.
ReplyDeleteI'm off work today and into the sauce.
Hey, it's after noon!
The 5th Whiner has entered the building................!
ReplyDeleteWhere you moving too? "Thousands of miles" = Mytholmroyd?
TONY: Mytholmroyd is a mythological bump in the road somewhere near Penistone.
ReplyDeleteYou can't fool me.
Now for your geography lesson.
Canada is sommat like 8,000 km coast to coast.
I shant end up in The Pond.
Out of control houseboys, we've all been there...
ReplyDeleteWe have miles too.
ReplyDeleteTICKERS: You said a mouthful!
ReplyDeleteBILLY: Maybe so but you people weigh yourselves in “Stones” whatever the fuck they are!
HEY, stop hogging the liquor, Leah!
ReplyDeleteThere you go again, mistaking me for someone who gives a fuck.
ReplyDeleteshocking......terrible start to the year
ReplyDeleteRANDOM: Leah’s a lush.
ReplyDeleteVICUS: I’ll sit on your face and tell you I love you too.
MANUEL: Perhaps there is something you can do to make things better.
Remember how I said I’d like to see how your arse fills out a pair of lederhosen?
*steadies camera*
I'm lush alright.
ReplyDeletehey just because i am american doesn't mean i can't convert numbers...geez...i already converted away from being catholic i should get some credit here!
ReplyDeleteand YES I WAS WHINGING...been doing it all damn day for some reason and it is starting to annoy even me...
ReplyDeleteMoving? GOOD GOD NOT TO AMERICA. not unless you are prepared to reveal all your cheese secrets. and stop dropping dead pilots on our side of the line. and quit saying stupid 'eh?' all the friggin' time, eh? Like thats really annoying eh?
ReplyDeleteI'll think up more conditions later. meanwhile I must knit some more yarncrafty headgear for the Houseboys. *goes down the kickline passing out 'Macavity' lyrics*
Ay CAramba! Going East, right into the sun ...
ReplyDelete*Doors, waitin' for the sun*
Aw I sense the terrible time ahead, the dark time, like motherless children the infomaniac bitches will toddle alone in the vast grey web, helpless, abandoned ... the booze industry will see a stark rise in sales ... strength I need, holy crap, we have to face the middle ages.
I love whiners. Can't get enough of them. Sometimes I have three a day.
ReplyDeleteOr is that weiners? Um.
LEAH: I can see by your photo that you’ve started drinking early yourself.
ReplyDeleteDAISY: What did you convert to?
NATIONS: I am NOT rolling my cheese wheel south of the border so you can put away the firearms, eh?
Thanks for your offer to knit new headgear for The Houseboys as their balaclavas are on loan from the IRA.
MAGO: This may be a sign of the Apocalypse.
KAPI: Three wieners a day are part of a well-balanced diet.
I hear ya, MJ! I've made that kind of a move more times that I care to count.... must be part Gypsy...
ReplyDeleteDon't envy you at all... but I'll be here to cheer you on, in any case! No whining or whinging or whatever you want to call it...
By the way, I've just made a move myself.
ReplyDeleteDecided to shed the Ponygirl image. I am delighted to be Fammy's Head Concubine but I am no Ponygirl of that sort!
You can find the new me at Ponita in Real Life
Yay! Then I won't feel so bad for not posting/commenting more either!
ReplyDeleteP.S. Houseboy on the far left has done a visible fart...
Well, I don't like this. I just discover your blog, only to find that it is shifting into low gear. No, I don't like this at all.
ReplyDeleteAnd you even have an Old Knudsen badge. How have we not met?
cool, we'll be in the samw time zone!...y'all are moving to the east coast, right? xoxox
ReplyDeleteYOUR FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!!
ReplyDeletei shit you not... i have the " no whining" sticker in the rear window of my camper shell within sniffing distance of your backdoor as we speak... dont you wanna come to nations house tomorrow?!?!!??
*wanders off twards border in search of lost family members*
As long as you post photos of the same quality as that Emporio Armani advert I am alright with less MJ.
ReplyDeleteOf course I will miss you and your filth
"Captain Smack"?
ReplyDeleteAre we related?
BoooooHoooooooBoooooHoooooooBoooooHooooooo.
ReplyDeleteI shall moan as much as I want to.
Re miles and km - Brits are bilingual.
But 8 stones sounds so much better than a million pounds or kilograms
And I bet you could get WiFi on that U-haul thing.
ReplyDeleteAre you moving closer or further away? I'll need to make the appropriate doppler adjustment...
ReplyDeleteAs someone ones said when asked what the correct pronunciation was, either kilo-meters or kil-ometers, the answer was given... miles.
Obvious really.
Just don't vanish completely, OK? I'll need my fix still...
I was looking forward to being a fanny, or a cunt or something...
ReplyDeleteWAIL, WHINGE, MUCH TEETH GNASHING... ouch...
Sx
Are you moving to whateverpeg so you can stalk Donn.
ReplyDeleteI only whinge or whine when begging for sex or food !
Less is more.
ReplyDeleteIt's very 2009, dontcha know!
You were the only reason I have stayed around on the Internet, you kept me laughing so much, but in light of this I think I'll go too. Domestic problems abound, as they appear to for you as well, so with huge amounts of love sent your way MJ for the fun you've been, I'll say au revoir, and thanks for all the fish, lol.
ReplyDeleteJeez, MJ, how long does it take you to pack up and move?
ReplyDeleteI have done the whole shootin' match from start to finish in about 3 weeks, including packing up everything, loading the Uhaul truck, towing a horse trailer containing one horse, two dogs and three cats from San Diego to Whateverpeg (a trip that took 4 days in the middle of a blisteringly hot summer) and unpacking into a new house.
And you're gonna take the whole bloody year? Now I feel obliged to come over and help..... *grumbles loudly*
BITCHES: You crazy bitches, you’re talking like I’m going away forever!
ReplyDeleteRead the fine print. When I say “posts may be fewer and farther between” that just means that at some point in the near future I won’t be posting as frequently as I have previously.
And there may be a dry stretch of a month or longer around the actual time when the move gets closer and takes place.
But I SHALL continue to blog, just with less frequency, less chance of responding personally in the comments to each and everyone, and fewer visits to your blogs.
It’s not forever!
Having now cleared THAT up, Mistress MJ is in need of her morning coffee but she’ll return to respond to all your comments later.
Crazy bitches.
It's the natural behavious of us flock animals to panic at the slightest hint of change. As our beloved leader you should anticipate this and guide us accordingly...
ReplyDeleteMistres...
Baaah...
It's true, as Famulus says, we panic, flock of masochistic sheep that we are. But your move is a great thing for you, right? So we'll tough it out...*dabs at smeared liquid eyeliner and quells a whinge*
ReplyDeletePONITA: Oh yeah, I almost forgot about you moving from… *says in hushed tone*…Surrey.
ReplyDeleteThe new you is looking good!
IVD: Yay! Then I won't feel so bad for not posting/commenting more either!
I’ll find some way to shame you into posting more.
Frankly, I’m surprised you took your new lover’s cock out of your mouth long enough to comment here today!
P.S. Houseboy on the far left has done a visible fart...
That’s not a fart. It’s BEAST’s stinky duvet which, as you know, is stained beyond repair.
CAPTAIN SMACK: How have we not met?
ReplyDeleteYou must be on smack if you don’t remember.
Your first comment on my blog was on September 27, 2007 when you said, "Hey, look at me, I'm standing here holding a large ear of corn."
And you returned on October 2, 2007 to say, “I once invented a Christmas drink called a Satan Claus, it was red and white (kind of like a Bloody Mary with whipped cream on top), but it never took off for some reason. Maybe it's a seasonal thing.”
Then you disappeared and didn’t come back until now.
Was it something I said?
Anyhoo, I’ll still be posting, only not as frequently, so do drop in again.
SAVANNAH: cool, we'll be in the samw time zone!...y'all are moving to the east coast, right?
ReplyDeleteIf I were moving to the actual coast, I’d be an hour ahead of you. If I were moving to Newfoundland, I’d be an hour and a HALF ahead of you.
But I’ll be Ontario so yes, we’ll be in the same time zone! Yay!
VOICES: dont you wanna come to nations house tomorrow?!?!!??
Right and the pair of you will sabotage the toilet planters.
And then fill my pockets me special brownies so I get nabbed at the border on the way home.
No, I don’t think so.
CYBERPOOF: As long as you post photos of the same quality as that Emporio Armani advert I am alright with less MJ.
ReplyDeleteYou know there are websites where you can go for that sort of thing, don’t you?
Of course you’ll have to pay though.
KAPI: I’ll leave that for Captain Smack to answer…if he ever returns!
KAZ: And I bet you could get WiFi on that U-haul thing.
I think there’s a law against blogging and driving.
FAMMY: Are you moving closer or further away?
Closer to what? Further away from where?
Oh they are Johm Galliano
ReplyDeleteI must have focused on something else.
Sorry!
SCARLET: I was looking forward to being a fanny, or a cunt or something...
ReplyDeleteYou’re ALL a buncha cunts.
BEAST: Are you moving to whateverpeg so you can stalk Donn.
I’ll be one time zone and one Province east of Donn so he’s safe … for now.
GEOFF: Less is more. It's very 2009, dontcha know!
Let’s go completely Zen and post nothing at all.
Ahhh, the pressure’s off. Thank you.
GINRO: You were the only reason I have stayed around on the Internet, you kept me laughing so much, but in light of this I think I'll go too. Domestic problems abound, as they appear to for you as well, so with huge amounts of love sent your way MJ for the fun you've been, I'll say au revoir, and thanks for all the fish, lol.
ReplyDeleteWhat a drama queen.
This is TEMPORARY and until the lead-up to the big move, I’ll still be blogging. But not necessarily on a daily basis as I’ve been doing up to now.
Here. Take a happy pill and come back tomorrow or the next day as I’ll have lived to blog again if I’m lucky.
PONITA: Jeez, MJ, how long does it take you to pack up and move?
ReplyDeleteI didn’t want to bore my readers with all the details but there’s MUCH more involved than just the move itself. As for the move, I first need temporary accommodation while I take the time to seek out a place that suits me, the Houseboys, and my cat. So I’ll actually be moving TWICE.
Then there’s the matter of seeking employment…. I could go on and on about everything that’s involved but I won’t as it would bore the pants off everyone.
Once I’m settled, all my friends back east want to come and visit which is going to mean a steady round for awhile of comings and goings as I’ll also be visiting them…which in some cases means train trips, etc. A social whirl!
And as much as I care for all of you bitches, I REALLY want to catch up with my beloved bitches back east including, of course, my friend and travelling companion, the tranny known as C.
FAMMY: It's the natural behavious of us flock animals to panic at the slightest hint of change. As our beloved leader you should anticipate this and guide us accordingly...
ReplyDeleteGet a grip…ALL of you.
LEAH: But your move is a great thing for you, right?
It is a great thing! And thanks for saying so.
I am sooo looking forward to getting out of this rain-soaked Province and back to sunny skies and some fab friends.
And being closer to Montreal, NYC, Chicago, etc etc. Plus two of my fave friends live in Buffalo so I’ll be scooting down there as often as possible.
*looks at avatar*
I hope you haven’t taken up smoking!
It's the ski masks, right? That's how you can tell the staff is up to no good. That and the use of feather dusters as headgear.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes on the move.
EROS: Best wishes on the move.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I probably won’t be moving ‘til late spring or early summer but there’s plenty to do in the meantime.
I’ll keep posting as best I can up until then.
And I hope to be back in full swing when things get settled after the move.
MJ: Closer to me, of course... My Doppler effect stuff wouldn't matter to anyone else, now would it...
ReplyDeleteI have the feeling that you are moving further away. That's a blue shift that you'll be going through. Not sure that'll go well with your tights...
FAMMY: I’ll be closer to you (you're still in Amsterdam?) but we’ll still have The Pond between us.
ReplyDeleteBut instead of being 9 hours behind you, I’ll be only 6 hours behind you.
I'm not a drama queen! *Throws toys out of his pram*
ReplyDeleteBesides, I have to go and...and...and I may be some time.
*Dramatically flings tent flap to one side, steps out, and trips over the tent-peg*
Bugger it.
Mistress is going to be closer to Fammy, whoo hoo! :-)
ReplyDeleteThat'll be a red shift which will suit you much better. :-)
I repeat! I did not live in Surrey!!! I lived in PoCo while enduring the extreme moss and slime growing conditions of the Wet Coast. (And I know how happy you will be to see sunshine on a regular basis... I know!)
ReplyDeleteAre you moving to the GTO area? If so, then you will be marginally closer to me that where you are now. Although there is not a hell of a lot of difference between 3000 kms and 2200 kms when one is driving...
Now you will have to excuse me while I go paint my bedroom dark purple. ;-)
Okay, what the hell does blue shift and red shift mean, Fammy? Is that something on your doppler thingy?
ReplyDeleteGINRO: Those aren’t the only “flaps” you might trip over on your way out of here.
ReplyDeleteAnd take your dummy with you!
FAMMY: A red shift?
I have no idea what you’re on about but “yay!” anyway.
PONITA: Surrey, PoCo … same diff.
No, Surrey’s much worse, you’re right. I stand corrected.
But PoCo DOES have the Pickton brothers!
BITCHES: I gotta go to work and won't be home 'til late but there WILL be a new post tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteCarry on chattering.
Hey, the sheep analogy is apt as you are about to get the flock out of town!
ReplyDelete[starts perusing "Beautiful Ontario" brochure in anticipation of pending Dating Service move]
Sorry, Mistress, but in my excitement I got my wavelengths and frequencies all in a dizzy. Your move will cause you a blue shift not a red one. Damn. Sorry.
ReplyDeleteI would explain it all but for two factors. 1) I obviously don't understand it well enough and 2) It's as boring as shit.
Never mind Fammy, MJ... he's all dizzy because of my shift that he can almost see through....
ReplyDeleteHe can't think straight when I wear one of those.
I was just a temporary transplant to PoCo, but I did live only a few minutes from the Picktons' pig farm. Now that was creepy....
ReplyDeleteWhat...? ahem I have a hangover... whats for Breakfast?
ReplyDeleteI knew you'd eventually need to get a real job.
ReplyDeleteFine.
xoxo.
*thinking maybe now i'll have a chance to be first!!!!*
ReplyDeleteFAMMY: I can carry off blue OR red.
ReplyDeletePONITA: Creepy? TELL me about it.
MUTLEY: What’s for brekkie?
The usual…Ma Beastie’s Chickpea Curry.
BOXER: So far I’ve only had surreal jobs.
SAVANNAH: Good luck as you’ll have to beat LEAH who’s in Brooklyn.
And I'm in Franconia.
ReplyDeleteMAGO: Lower, Middle or Upper Franconia?
ReplyDeleteHoly crap - the first person who asks this question! Lower. I'll do a post about Franconia, of course starting with the immortal: Franconia est omnia divisa in partes tres ... Maybe I'll re-write history.
ReplyDeleteEnough, I'm dead tired, just came from work.
MAGO: Oh what have I started?
ReplyDelete"MJ made me DOOOO itttt-t-t-t!!"
ReplyDeleteThey'll throw me out of the Akademie, will be ridiculed publicly - "Look: That WAS a historian!" - an avalange ...
MAGO: If you're so dead tired, why aren't you in bed?
ReplyDeleteAre you waiting for Mistress MJ to tuck you in?
[cough, cough]
ReplyDelete11:39 AM, January 07, 2009
Mistress: But you look so much better in red Mistress.
ReplyDeleteAre there any nan breads with that?
"Tuck"?
ReplyDeleteLike in tuck-boad? Tuck your legs? Keep on tucking? "Nip'n'tuck"?
That's a tuckin' good idea, next time. Now it's past two in the afternoon and I am ready as a man can be to tuck anything that can't run away - let's tuck again!
XL: Perhaps you missed the part of my post that says, “Mistress MJ may not be able to respond to your comments personally with each and every post.”
ReplyDeleteGet used to it.
FAMMY: You have mistaken Mistress MJ for a purveyor of papadum.
MAGO: You’re too late.
Tuck off.
[quietly sobbing]
ReplyDeleteBut, Mistress, everyone above and below me got a comment...
Never mind. I resolved to be less whiny this year.
ReplyDelete[wanders off]
XL: Oh what the flock.
ReplyDeleteI larfed my arse off at your comment!
MJ = Further away = the IS a gawd after all!
ReplyDeletePIGGY: And apparently he forgot to hand out the spelling gene to you.
ReplyDelete