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The Quest of the Dooty Nadog* Saturday, Jan. 17, 2004 -
You are respectfully invited to become a member of the Diaryland Order Of The Yellow Nights And Days Of Georg, affectionally and acronymically known as the Dooty Nadog.
Has your guestbook been visited by the omnipresent entity which calls itself georg? Have you been a recipient of "greetz", allegedly from Vienna, Austria? Is "your site" "really fantastic" or "really great" or does it "rock"?
If you can answer yes to one or all of these questions, you have fulfilled the first requisite for membership in the Dooty Nadog. To gain admittance to the Order, honor requires that you answer georg at least once, but the more notes you leave in georg's guestbook, the more honor you will accrue as a k'nigget of the Dooty Nadog. Your entries in georg's guestbook should be creative, irreverent, ironic, absurd, and perhaps even deranged, although these qualities are not absolute requisites for membership in the Order. However, above all else, your messages to georg should be polite and must always include the word "yellow" or a synonym for yellow, such as saffron, lemon, gold, canary, sunny, sallow, straw, lutescent, tawny, aureate, etc.. Or you can invoke banana references, make allusions to Van Gogh's sunflowers, or mention the fat ass side of a school bus. (But only if the customs of your native land, like the US of A, require school buses to be painted bright yellow.) Henceforth, these messages, these notes, these billet-doux, shall be known as the Yellow Missives.
Whenever you bestow a Yellow Missive upon georg, leave a note for me in my guestbook so that I may inscribe your deathless name in The Dooty Nadog Book of Honor. Once you have made your first Yellow Missive, you may join the Dooty Nadog diary ring and put this Mark of Honor and Fealty upon your diary:
If you would rather not join another freakin' diary ring, you can still place the Matthew of Honor and Fealty (Mark's twin brother) upon your diary: For those unfortunate few who have not yet received a benediction from georg in your guestbook, you can choose to wait until georg inevitably descends upon you. Or you can achieve immediate immortal membership in the Dooty Nadog by writing an entreaty in georg's guestbook. You must ask, or even beg, for "greetz" and you must use the word "yellow" or a fulgent equivalent (see above) in your message. Do not fret if georg grants not your boon nor fills your guestbook with "greetz". You will have satisfied your membership "dooties" by posting a Yellow Missive in georg's guestbook and therefore will be eligible for full investiture as a k'nigget of the Diaryland Order Of The Yellow Nights And Days Of Georg.
As you can see, no one has been inscribed yet. I guess I could inscribe myself. . . And I'm pretty sure Peth deserves to be here. . . ~ Addendum: Anyone sprechen sie Deutsch? Should I worry about what dooty nadog might mean in German? Should I worry what it means in English? Addendum #2: Sir Emily of the Pharmacopoeial Orb, aka Mnvnjnsn, has become a charter member of the Dooty Nadog with this rollicking ditty: Roses are red, tulips are yellow, you must read a lot, you ubiquitous fellow. Which inspired me to this morning's foray: Hallo, georg! Just stopped by to gaze once again at the implacably xanthic dandelion facade of the most famously yellow non-personage I have not ever met. Mine's not very witty, but at least it's redundant. Addendum #3:
Addendum #4: Her Serene Highness boasts of a seven-month relationship with georg. Should I be jealous, czarina? Addendum Ad Infinitum:
Sir Peth of the Orange Pethumbra (who, if I'm not mistaken, was the instigator of the First Crusades to the Yellow Land):
Sir Wit of Kit
Sir Dave of the Discotheque (the inspiration behind the Dooty Nadog's Sunflower-on-a-Gules-Field Standard, just as Queen Trixie was the inspiration for the Rubber Sheldrake Escutcheon): I thought we needed to include a choice for whomever would like to bear a more brawny insignia upon their shield:
Queen Trixie's Song of Georg
Sir Jerrbear the Munificent
Sir Auguste Du R�ve
'Zaziel, King of the Gay Vagabond Ghouls
Sir Quiconque
Sir Sooner, the Benrik Berserker and Lord of the Soonerverse
Sir Bevin the Forbearant
Sir Candoor, the Master of Minimalism, the Sage of Simplicity ~ If your browser is capable of recognizing one of the many fonts known as "Old English", it should make this entry ever so much more entertaining. ~ * Oh, gawd, I know it's not a real entry but I just had to get this bizarre idea out of my system. Ap�sl�min ida corbalan� 'lse nesgla ugar�-cham sa cru ogrulho bat�oltha al�mv�sde. last eleven: Wednesday, August 31, 2005Arts and Letters - Friday, June 17, 2005 Domestic Obsessions - Tuesday, April 5, 2005 The Kindness of Strangers - Tuesday, April 5, 2005 Gone - Saturday, April 2, 2005 Coming Back, Little By Little - Saturday, April 2, 2005 Effing Around - Thursday, March 31, 2005 Explicably Yours - Wednesday, February 9, 2005 Things Too Innumerable To Mention - Sunday, January 30, 2005 Mr. Armstrong - Tuesday, November 23, 2004 The Pope in Our Kitchen - Saturday, October 2, 2004
Sa r'ji�o oss�vel meninonceiv �o poshik m�'�nch uscantebatahla o�r musiu o�r muiko.
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