April 27, 2011
I know there's a number of you that, for some unknown reason, are eagerly awaiting my write-up for Rio Rainbow Gate! ep03, and I can tell you that I've completed the preliminary work on it... rewatching the episode, screenshots and so forth. I just need to clear an evening to actually write the darn thing... it'll probably be Friday or (more likely) Saturday.
Until then, however, I'm going to catch up on some of the other shows running, maybe watch a movie on the DVR, that sort of thing. I'm not going anywhere, I'm just not into slaving over a hot keyboard right now. Maybe you can go back and read some of my archives for a day or two? After nearly six years of The Pond, there might actually be something interesting in there somewhere!
April 23, 2011
And a year later, in a hospital somewhere in Chicago, a Wonderduck was foisted upon an unprepared world. Who knew what that would lead to?
April 14, 2011
Just a quick post before my workday begins... the internet provider for The Pond and its surrounding environs reports that there is a general failure in the area. As a result, there is zero internet at The Pond, the apartment complex Pond Central is part of, and indeed, a not-insignifigant part of Duckford that is serviced by said provider.
Blogging may be non-existent for a while... or it may be back up when I get home. We'll see.
April 02, 2011
They're made out of papier-mÃ¢chÃ©, would you believe? They had one previous owner, for they were also Momzerduck's. The first time she visited Ph.Duck in India, she was there for a month and decided to lend a bit of her decorating touch to his abode. These two ducks became a tradition... each time she visited the Subcontinent (two times? Three? I don't remember...), they were placed on a shelf in the domicile. When she left, they stayed behind, in a storage box until she returned.
Now they've made the long trip to Pond Central.
April 01, 2011
Mr Thomas A Turkey, esq., was a guest lecturer today, it seems. Not every day one of our cousins drop by... I was hoping for a visit by some potatoes, cranberries, and a plate of stuffing, but no such luck I'm afraid. I'm somewhat torn: on one wing, he's quite the ugly thing, but on the other, its plumage was fairly colorful. Odd dichotomy there.
Well, I'm no philosopher, I'm just a chicken. I'll let the ducks figure it out.
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