Monday, December 17, 2007

bon voyage, bitches!

The holiday season is that special time of year when we all give a little more to charity, do nice things for people, and endeavor to spend quality time with our families and friends.

This is exactly why I'm getting the fuck outta town tomorrow so I can hide out with The Corporal in France, where we can avoid that sort of nonsense. For three weeks, I shall don a beret, consume copius amounts of wine and gooey cheese, ski the Alps, and partake in the festive joy of disillusioned late-night youth riots in the streets.

Some French person I know is pretty darn sure that France has got the innernets, so I may be compelled to write a few posts if I can scam some hot wi-fi action from my bourgieous mountaintop chalet. But the wee postcard town I'm going to doesn't have any public transit to complain about, so I have absolutely no idea what I'm gonna write about. Barring any international incidents, Rocketradio will be back on the air after January 5th.

I'd like to take this moment to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, or - if you don't celebrate Christmas, I wish you a Happy "insert festive religious or cultural celebration here". Y'all have written some awesome posts this past year, so be sure to reward yourselves with excessive eating, drinking, spending and fighting in the true spirit of Christmas.

13 comments:

The Guv'ner said...

You utter BITCH. France? Skiing? cake eating and beret wearing? Sigh.

I am off to Scotland on Wednesday for the same sort of thing (minus the skiing and beret wearing - I don't want to get my ass kicked) so yay Europe, here we come.

I wrote you a birthday poem incidentally at "buckle up". I'd hate you to miss that sort of talent. I mean it took me MONTHS. OK it took about 30 seconds. Whatever.

BON VOYAGE, La Rocketa.

Chris said...

*sniff* I miss you already.

katrocket said...

Guvner - Yay! Happy Euletide! Awesome poem! (sorry I didn't catch it sooner) This year, I'm asking Santa to give me the gift of time so I can waste it blogging.

Chris: I hope Heiliger Nikolaus is good to you and Dagmar! Frohe Weihnachten and be sure to save me a Gl├╝cksbringer or two.

CoffeeDog said...

I wanna go!

steakbellie said...

rich whitey!

Leonesse said...

Damn your Canadian hide, damn you! But have loads of fun. Jealousy doesn't become me.

I will raise a toast of whatever I will be imbibing. I may have the gift of solitude this holiday season. LK is taking the younglings to Arizona to see grandbabies. I will stay here with the pups and run the biz. He gets cuteness. I get meth-headed drunks. Of course, he gets a 19 hour drive. I get silence and a house that will stay clean until the moment they get back. Sometimes holiday gifts come in odd packages.

pistols at dawn said...

I haven't written anything good, but I'm going to celebrate anyway.

You're missed, you cheese-eating surrender monkey.

Dale said...

The smart money's on you. Have a great time and don't piss off the Frenchies.

Bill Pocock said...

If you see Goddard, bitch slap him for me, huh?

Grant Miller said...

Voulez Vous Coucher Avec Moi!

Jana said...

Happy skiing and don't let that gooey cheese get in your hair, it'll get stuck in the sheets and make a HUGE mess.

The Idea Of Progress said...

After the Guv takes me to Scotland, you must take me to France. As a matter of fact, everyone needs to take me places.

I bore easily.

Leonesse said...

French lovin' lucky assed bitch.

Hope you had a fabulous holiday!