I left base camp early on the second morning, and occupied myself until midday by navigating a slow circuitous route across the Fingertip Ridges…
… the route, although tedious and time-consuming, would place me advantageously for my final assault on Big Index the next morning…
Reaching the peak at last, I stared down into the Palm Valley below, now an impossibly small tableaux of villages and farmlands where once I walked as but one among multitudes, yet now alone in the giddy horror of true isolation…
Because it’s there, Sarah G.
6 parts gin
2 parts vodka
1 part Lillet blanc
Lemon twist Kitty head
Combine liquid ingredients in a cocktail shaker with cracked ice and shake well. Strain into a chillin’ martini glass and garnish with
lemon twist kitty head.
We maded you a martini, Sandy B., but we drinked it.
(Recipe based on the classic James Bond martini. More recipes here.)
"OK, let’s see… the rabbit goes through the hole, then round the tree… no, wait, that’s not it…"
"Shoot, now it’s all tangled up! Well, maybe nobody will notice if I cut it a little…"
"YIKES! How’d it get wrapped around my ankles?!"
"Ah, to heck with this. Who ties knots these days, anyway?"
You’ve earned your sender-innering badge, SM.
As the ruthless Imelda Chisel finally consolidates her grip on the family salad oil refineries, she learns that her lover, the handsome Brock Lancer, is in reality her half-nephew Ygnatz Leibowitz. Meanwhile, at Generally Specific Hospital, Louise Slobberfloss, awaiting her life-saving double brain-bypass operation, tearfully confesses her darkest secrets to her husband Jürgen, for what may be the very last time…
The Guiding Leash is an Alida W. production.
Journey with us now into The Future, where Today becomes Tomorrow, Tomorrow becomes Today, and Yesterday is still Yesterday, only later. Hop into your sleek personal HoverFrog…
…and away you go! Whooshing in silent comfort past gleaming skyscrapers!
And when you arrive at your destination, simply park your pollution-free HoverFrog in the sun to recharge!
It’s a great big beautiful tomorrow from your window, Erin G.
"So, you were going to pan-fry me in butter, were you? Well, let’s see how you taste with some mashed ‘nanas, washed down with a sippy cup full of Juicy Juice, fuzzball!"
I see he’s already started on the tail, Alison G.